(Ok. So this gonna be the first rewritten chapter.
Also, the character in the title is the characters who's POV we are seeing this chapter.)
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   I stared at Hera Syndulla in awe. The green Twi'lek is my master. She's teaching me how to use the force. But     Who am I, you ask?

       I am Sabine Wren. I'm 14 year old Mandolorian. My parents abandoned me when I was 7. They're still alive, but why does it matter? They don't want me anymore anyway.

     After they abandoned me, I was found by the Empire and forced into an imperial academy. I soon escaped, and now, I am with my new family, the Ghost crew.

     The Ghost crew took me in when I needed shelter. It was mainly Hera's idea for me to stay.  She could sense that I was force sensitive.

   Hera Syndulla is a Jedi survivor of order 66. She was only a Padawan when the Jedi order fell, and her master was killed. She can also pilot, but that's Kanans job.

    Kanan Jarrus is confusing. He is the ships pilot, but Hera is Wayyyyy better then him at it, and she sometimes takes over when Kanans not around. Kanan is somewhat mysterious... I trust him, but I feel like he's hiding something. Ezra and I see him as our father.

      Ezra Bridger is an adorable little 11 year old. He's so innocent, it surprised me when I found out he was a rebel and knew how to kill. I'm surprised sharing a room with Zeb hasn't made him depressed.

     Garazeb Orellios, or Zeb for short, is our muscle. He's strong. Zeb is one of the few Lasat left in existence. He's kind of like my big brother.
 
   Anyway, you probably want to know how this story plays out, right?

  Well.... The story your about to hear is related to the Jedi.  You may not even believe it, but I can assure you that it's real. It's my story.
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Yay! I finally got around to writing this XD.

I hope you like the rewrite so far, I'm still not sure how I feel about it... Hm well... Let's see how this goes.