Prologue
Do me a favor. The next time you get on your nearest subway or that bus stopped at the corner, look around. Try to notice the boy with earphones out, his eyes closed as he leans his head on the back of the seat. Notice that girl with her face hidden and her phone out , typing away. Ask yourself a question no one else will ask about them.
Are they broken or whole?
We could be sitting right next to someone in excruitiating pain and not even know it. Someone that's just bleeding inside, calling out to us. Sometimes we notice those cries and sometimes we don't. The girl with her phone could be taking care of a family all by herself. Maybe she's checking up on them with that phone that she continues to beat fiercely. The boy with his earphones could be trying to block out the world with his eyes closed and music blaring. Maybe he's hoping for just a little while that all his troubles will go away.
Don't get me wrong, the boy and the girl could be just fine. There ARE people out there completely whole. There are people that know pain as ony a foreign word to stay clear of, a word that they have never and will never truly experience. Some people are lucky enough to never have to worry about whether they'll live through the next day or not. For some people however..........that's all they worry about.
I used to have no worries at all. I had loving parents, two awesome siblings, a boyfriend or two, plenty of friends, and of course, loads of money.
That was a long time ago though ,and trust me, things ALWAYS change.
After my life started its downward spiral, I didn't know if i could ever live again. I didn't know if I could ever be WHOLE again.
That is, of course, until he fixed me.
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Fixing Ava
Teen FictionAva Rain used to have it all. Boys crawled around just to reach her, every girl envied her, her parents and siblings spoiled her, and Ava was the straight A honor roll, head cheerleader. Everything about her life was perfect...
