Prologue:
Have you ever felt like your falling apart? Like your life seems hopeless? Like your abandend and alone. Like no one understands you. Well I sure feel that way. My name is Michelle. My favorite color is black. I am 13 years old. I talk to I.M.A.G. which are I maginary friends. So you probably think I am a freak all ready, right? Well I guess I am weird like that. My best friend (who is I.M.A.G.) is named Laurel. She is my only friend, but she is very important to me. Well shall we go on with telling MY story?
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Falling Apart
Teen FictionHave you ever felt like your falling apart? That's exactly how Michelle feels. (And it says it only has one part, but really I have like 8 chapters so please read.)
