NOW LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP, PROTECT ME GOD FROM THOSE WHO CREEP WITH EVIL PLOTS AND WICKED SCHEMES TO SNATCH ME FROM MY RESTFUL DREAMS. I KNOW THERE'S BAD THINGS I HAVE DONE THAT'S WHY I'M SLEEPING WITH MY GUN, AND IF I SHOULD BE STARTLED FROM MY PEACEFUL SLUMBER MY GUN WILL ROAR LIKE BLASTS OF THUNDER. GOT TO FIGHT TO LIVE JUST ONE MORE DAY SO MANY THINGS TO DO SO MANY WORDS TO SAY. BUT IF IT'S MY TIME TO GO AND MY LIFE'S TO BE TAKEN JUST LEAVE ME IN MY DREAMS, NEVER TO BE AWAKENED. MY WHOLE LIFE'S A CONSTANT STRUGGLE FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE; GOT ME THINKING LIKE A CRIMINAL SICK OF BEING TREATED LIKE A SLAVE. I MUST BEHAVE LIKE A SOLDIER 'CAUSE THE WORLD KEEPS GETTING COLDER. GOT ME PEEPING OUT THE WINDOW AND LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER. By anonymous

This is not another one of those stories where the good girl falls in love with the bad boy. This story is about a girl that lives in the ghetto with deep hopes to find someone who cares for her & get away from the life she's in. but will she find the right guy ? or just continue to live "The struggle" .

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

I winced as he forcefully grabbed my hips, pushing me up against the brick wall. "W-who are you?" I choked out. His grip on my waist tightened, making the pain much greater. Who was he? What was he doing to me? The deep voice chuckled. "I could say so may things." My attacker lent down, his hot breath tickling my ear. "Your worst nightmare. All that shit. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." I could feel cheek on mine, it was an abnormal temperature, freezing cold. "What do you want from me?" I shouted at him. My eyes raked over his features again and again. He had brown hair that hung naturally in disheveled tightly bound ringlets. I couldn't help but feel something other than fear stir in my stomach when I looked into red eyes. My clouded thoughts made it impossible to put a name on the emotion, though. His fingers stroked my neck, circling the same spot, over and over again. "Don't worry, baby girl. You won't feel a thing." The human looking creature opened his mouth wide and lowered it down to my neck. I could feel his teeth grazing my jugular vain. "Please don't!" I spoke loud. Loud enough to make him startle. He laughed and backed away. Now that I could see his full body, the emotion that bubbled deep inside of me gave itself a label. Attraction. Despite the situation, I couldn't help but feel infatuated with him. When I looked at his inhumane features, I saw beauty. He was beautiful. © All Rights Reserved To LuciaPayne_1D ( Trailer Here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqkwVzm8RTM&sns=tw ) (Cover made by 'ImmatureLad')