Darkness and light. Good and bad. Without one, you can't have another. I've learned that since I was 12, when my supposedly "depression and anxiety" happened. I knew that wasn't the case, because it wasn't that I was sad. It was her. She was sad. She was screaming, but had no voice. She had no body, yet she was moving. I couldn't control her, thus I couldn't control myself. The pills and therapy don't help, neither do hospitals. This was my problem. I just don't know how to fix it.
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Yea, I've been inside of Elle, stuck for god knows how long. That's what happens when you become too vulnerable. You will go insane, turning everything and everyone against you. Prescriptions and will not help, Elle is right about that. You will try everything to fix it, even if it means selling your soul to the devil. Who me? I'm not the devil, no no no, but I'm not exactly an angel either. As soon as the curse comes to end, I will be free. Elle, of course will pay the price, as have every twin of her bloodline since the beginning of time.
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The Other Side of Me
General Fiction"She's a Code Blue, Sam" "A Code Blue? Wow you've gone through a lot." Elle has struggled ever since Evelyn passed. She has no one to rely on or talk to, until she starts hearing things. Apparently she's not the only one either. I hope you guys love...
