"During the day, my mood is cloudy, uncertain, blurred, depressing, and there is so much fog I can't see the sun, nor do I have a head's up that the rain is coming. I wish just one day my mood could at least be fair skies."
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Pinwheels and Dandelions
Teen FictionI was kicked around like trash on the streets. I was the book that nobody could understand or read, but without a care, they were quick to rip out the pages. I screamed for attention, but time after time, I was ignored. Nobody noticed me, so I made...
