Trigger Warning: Story contains mental health issues and other sensitive topics. Please refrain from reading if you feel the need, I'm sorry for any inconvenience.
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Welcome, kind stranger, to the archive of Rowan Telford's work.
Most likely, you clicked on this story because you're obsessed with Justin Bieber or Larry stylinson or even Bromance, romancey, shitty stories.
Don't lie, I enjoy shitty books every once and a while too. And this one, well, it's a cracker.
I'm going to stress immensely that I wrote this in 2013! By a pre-pubescent version of myself with ridiculously long hair and a shitty taste in music. **Cringe**
Nevertheless, it's pretty good if you ignore the bad grammar, lowered vocabulary and bad editing.
You may be wondering why I haven't deleted this ancient story or re-written it, well! It's because I'm lazy and I don't want to waste descent studying (let's be realistic; I'm just saying this to sound like a well-rounded person with their life in order) and writing time, re-writing and re-editing a book (short-story) that took 9 months to write in the first place.
So **clears throat all professionally** welcome to Hard To Face Reality.
A really "good" story written by me, Rowan Telford. Two years ago...
No, but really it's Hilarious laughing at all my shitty writing habits and stufffff.
Have fun kids!
- Row
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Excerpt~
"I tried to imagine a world without her. One without her toothy smile, her dark ash hair, her auburn eyes.
A world without Alexis Bridges, although hard to imagine, is a world I don't want to live in.
This could ruin everything; the plan, our perfect plan. Degraded to a theory, a wish.
By great english dictionary standards; to feel a strong desire or hope for something that cannot or most likely will not happen.
I needed to remember that all our love is now is a crappy definition in a dictionary, a subject that was hypothetically improbable. Never meant to be. Our story had an end, and we had reached it, the undeniable and disastrous end.
As the night turned to morning on January the 16th, I watched every ounce of my life begin to come to it's end. 'Welcome.' I told myself. 'To the beginning of the end!'"
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