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Drop Dead Gorgeous (YoungWritersPrize) by KatRuby
Drop Dead Gorgeous (YoungWritersPrize)
KatRuby
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The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards the kitten, hidden under my jacket. »One lil' kitty found another.« He smirked, amused by his own joke.
Up in the Air by CrayonChomper
Up in the Air
CrayonChomper
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"How do you choose from three kinds of perfect?" * * * * * Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston. My life changed when I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball The football captain who was my childhood best friend. An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent. My childhood nemesis who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile. How do you choose from three kinds of perfect? You just can't. Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper cover by @FvckHumans
Spare me Dear Alpha by Elle_0921
Spare me Dear Alpha
Elle_0921
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Emily- Emily is described as the most beautiful person in the world. She is often referred to as a Goddess. She has eyes that one can easily get lost in. She is a great friend that cares about people and makes the world a better place. She is easy to love too. That's how I'm supposed to be but then again, it's not true. I'm not pretty. I'm not treated like a Goddess. Nobody even likes me except for my parents. I'm abused all the time. I'm just a slave. I'm wolfless so therefore I'm worthless. You know when you're told something so much that you suddenly start to believe it? I did. Maybe It was my fault she was dead. Maybe I would never find a mate, and if I did he would reject me. Maybe. That word between yes or no. Maybe. I'm at that point in life where I'm not happy, mad, nor sad. just ...... Numb. They say life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you are gonna get. Well I think I need a new box because I keep getting the same ones each time. Abuse, Abuse Abuse..... When does death come? I need something new or I'll buy my own box of death. Unless somebody spares me. (c) 7lyrics