Hi guys!
This is a story that I have been working on for the better part of a year in between my classes and whatnot, that was inspired by the first time I drove to Maine from Pennsylvania. There will be some parts that are explicit and some that might be a little bit more emotional than others but mainly this is a story about finding yourself and finding a way to fit in when the world goes topsy turvy on you.
It is just for fun, so I apologize if the wording gets a little weird at times. But if there are any suggestions, feel free to comment! Feedback, no matter the kind, is always helpful and helps to develop a project.
Thank you so much for reading and for following these two amazing characters as they embark on this journey together.
-x.o.x.o M.T.
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Fighting for Amely | Ongoing
Teen Fiction"My mom's dead, my dad's dead, give me one reason why I shouldn't be dead?" Amely snaps in my direction, her fingers massaging the neck of the beer bottle in her hand. I watch the condensation drip down her fingers, imaging how the wetness would fee...
