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Hi all :) this is one of my first official story's that i am adding to wattpad, and I do have a request for all of you artistic folk (i can't draw :P) i would like someone to draw what they'd like my characters to look like for the cover. The best pick will become the cover and all credits will be directed to you. if you'd like to draw one and send it to me send it to my email!
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This story begins with an 18 year old boy. Your average 18 year old with depression, worries, and pains. Yet day by day labeled a faker for his fathers mistake of faking an injury to a gang and being murdered on the spot. He is labeled a 'Faker', 'faker' of illness on days of vomit, 'faker' of 'emotions when he's on the brink of falling to the ground in a bitter absence,and 'faker' of actions when he falls by a rough tug on his hair or on his ripped bag. All labels assigned to him by Mr. Riggs, a fellow student at Drixton High. Right now, at this very moment, remy was preparing to follow Riggs latest order " Remy, Remy , Remy... why do you continue to ruin our schools good pure nature with your plastic attitude, I wish you would understand, we all want you dead... kill yourself, or fake it If you must". Those words hit him like a knife piercing his heart. Those words lead to the last day of Remy Sutton's life, with a pill and Bleach in hand, and few simple words in the air "kill yourself... I will" Remy quietly mumbled to himself, with soft tears dribbling down his face.
As his yes started to go a blur, he took one final look at his broken room that he spent his life telling secrets too, with the broken ceiling fan and a single poster stating,' your words leave a millennium of thoughts' he believed it . He suddenly brought his gaze to his door, it creaked, and his mother was there with 5 year old Caroline hiding behind her legs. Scared at her pale almost lifeless brother, ready to break down at her feet. She ran to her big brother dispute her mother yelling with blood red eyes and tears stricken face. Caroline ran over as started shaking him yelling I'm pure sadness " Wemy!! Get up I can'd loose youw, you're my big bwibwuber, I need you!! Let's go play... I will let you win, you can be alone, or umm maybe I'll make you something but dond go! Not without me...". Caroline dropped her face in Remys hand, she cried hard and after 5 minutes her mother joined her and said " I'm sorry baby... he ...he's...gone" Caroline turned her gaze at her mother "Mommy I didn'd want him to go. I wanded him to sday wid me. I didn't want him to go with daddy to heaven. I...need him" the mom just stared at her and cried, she pulled her close and whispered "me too honey...me...too". Remy kept going up, but Caroline's words cycled his head "I need you...not without me" his eyes started to water as he got the picture. "what...what have I done"
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Life Without Color
RomanceImagine being in a world where you can't see color other than in the eyes until you find your 1 true love, how would you feel? worried confused, sad.Remy is an 18 year old boy in high school who never got to see real color because he ended his life...