As I lay here on top of my queen sized bed, I stare at the popcorn ceiling and attempt to think of an explanation on how in the hell I ended up here.
There have been really great times where I loved every minute of the day, and there have been very bad times where I didn't know what to do anymore.
Sometimes life is a little too complicated for me, I like to take a break from reality and just sit back. The world is going to survive a few minutes without me, nothing could really go terribly wrong if I weren't there, would it?
My name is Cinder, and this is my story.
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The Road Less Traveled
Teen FictionCinder has gone through tragedy after tragedy. Day to day life for Cinder may look easy on the outside but on the inside it's no walk in the park. What will happen when Cinder comes face to face with his most inner demons? Read the story to find ou...
