I'm beginning to hate that word,New. Zamaya's was sitting in her NEW room in her NEW house surrounded by a NEW neighborhood. An aching part of her just wanted to go back to where she had came from, where she was truly comfortable. But now she had to face the cruel reality that she was stuck here. She was forced to start all over, leaving it all behind.
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Loving the Broken One
Teen Fiction" when your broken , you can always find a way to put yourself together in everyone else's eyes...but the sad reality is you can always see the cracks within yourself "
