She walks briskly through street puddles. She walks with her hoodie up, covering her head. She walks with her fists jammed into her pockets. She walks with a proud posture that says, "Don't even try me." She walks through the rain that covers the city in a haze. She walks with her eyes peeled for the first threat. She walks with meaning.
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At the End of the Pier
General FictionKate Wilder, a seventeen year old high school student, is alive to just pass the time. She's, quiet, shy, and she keeps to herself. Kate may seem like your average teenage wallflower, but she is keeping a secret... A secret that could tear apart her...
