I'm Violet Rae Johanson. Daughter of John Johanson and Grace Johanson. I have two older brothers and I'm the youngest but I'm not spoiled. I'm 17. Violet is my name like a color, but I don't like that color. I'm not girly and not really boyish. My favorite color is red. I haven't have a first kiss and a boyfriend. I'm not in the right age yet and there are a lot more sensible things than to cuddle with each other.
I'm on Grade 10 and have crazy, carefree classmates. I love them all but not the jerks and bully football players.
That's me! I think that's all you need to know.
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Hey! This my first story on this account! (Don't Judge!) Niall Horan Fan Fiction. I know there are many Directioners but I don't really knowif you're gonna like it. Inbox me if you have any suggestions or something private, I'm open c:
PS: If you're gonna hate, keep it yourself. PLEASE! You don't have to tell it here okay? Thanks!
-Merolene
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Candles (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction"What's that?" my wife asked after hearing a plate that had been dropped. "I don't know" I answered. "Just go to sleep" I said assuringly. I walk down the stairs and had been greeted by my first love, but I know she died a couple of years ago.. But...
