So this story is a thought I've had in my mind for a while now and I wanted to share it with someone.
So I pitched the idea to one of my best friends and she said I should publish it.
The story is no where near based on my life but the meaning behind it is kinda how I feel most of the time.
There will be talk of drugs and suicide but no scenes will be too graphic.
Please comment as much as u want, I don't really care what u comment but uno. There may be some grammar mistakes but I did run most of the story by my trusty colleague before publishing it and she's like the frickin grammar police.
btw, the next chapter thing is a list of pictures with names telling you what I think the characters would look like. It's not supposed to mould your thoughts, it's just some people like to visualise what they are reading.
IF YOU WANT TO PICTURE YOUR OWN PEOPLE THEN SKIP THE NEXT BIT AND GO ON TO CHAPTER ONE
ugh I hate caps. Anyway please enjoy the story. I will try to publish a new chapter once every couple of days? It's just school and...well school explains for itself really.
K byeeeeee
-grace
YOU ARE READING
Imperfectly Perfect
ChickLitNo one wants to discover a fact about themselves they never thought could possibly be true. I did. A life of lies makes it a lot harder to cope, and I don't know if I'll be able to.
