Chapter 1
Hi, my name is Harper, Harper Wolf yeah I know cliche right. But this story, my life isn't. Lets start from the begging.
When I young I devolved a mental illness post-traumatic stress disorder or well know as PTSD I was diagnosed with PTSD at the age of 14, but when you'er young and scared and already have PTSD nothing works out well. So later the school day when I had told my best friend at the time Jessica, no time had passed until she ditched me and told my secret to everyone i felt so ashamed, scared and embarrassed. I was about to run home but that's when my brother Chase in the cafeteria got on a table and pulled his pants down so they would stop picking on me and would tease him. From the day since we have been best friends.
But besides all the sappy shit a few years later I was 16 and my father died and the scene of a bank shooting he was a banker doing his daily job blah blah blah, AND boom shooting everywhere they found his body in the vault when they ordered him there and that morning was the last time I saw him.
So my mother, Chase and I left for Dallas, Texas goodbye Utah, new life here I come.
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Along The Hills
Short StoryHarper moves cross country, while she has to deal with her mental illness, death and heartache. Will she have a happy ending?