Mara.
I'm Mara. Fifteen, antisocial, have anxiety, and swimming in a whirlpool of depression. You know the drill. I'm not your typical teenager, though. Fifteen years ago, I was blessed or cursed, no one really knows. My lips were told to either be life saving, or life ending. For the simple minded: when I lay my lips on top of someone else's, I can either kill them or save them. I believe I'm cursed. I mean, I reek 'cursed'. As a result, I'm an outcast who hasn't kissed anyone my entire life, not even my parents. Here's my story.
Tess.
Tess here! I'm fifteen, athletic, bubbly, and kind. My life is amazing. I have great friends, go to a great school, and have loving parents. The only messed up thing in my life is my anxiety and my curse. I was cursed or blessed with magical lips that can either save a life or end one. I haven't really fallen in love yet, so thankfully I haven't had the urge to kiss anyone. I'm terrified of what I might have, but, like mom says, always stay positive. Anyway, here's my story.
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Angelic but Poisonous
Teen FictionMara and Tess were cursed when they were born. One had demonic lips that could take away a life, and one had angelic ones that could save a life, but they don't know who has what curse.
