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Take Me Home | ✔ by blissom
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the road trip of a lifetime. [ cover by blissom / trailer by blissom ] [ started march 30th, 2013 - ended february 18, 2015 © paulina r. all rights reserved ]
Worst Story on Wattpad ✓ by arcticstars
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Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!
Caught In The Crossfire by Wnderfuk
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It's forbidden to have any contact with the enemy in a gang war, an oath is sworn before you're even accepted. The penalty? Death. But when it's the Gangleaders girlfriend - who's been subjected to a life of crime against her will - are the consequences the same? -Slang in speech intended-
The long road home. by Writerwriterwriter12
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Why can't teenagers just be teenagers? We are young, we want to live, we want to love and be loved, we want to do crazy shit, make mistakes, break our own hearts, risk our lives and lose our money. Why? Because that's how it's supposed to be... You can't take the teenager out of us, as much as you try, and if you force them to suppress it then you create a tragedy. I was one of them once, the sort of kids you all want your children to be, quiet, respectful, scared of breaking the law, few friends, I didn't drink smoke or take drugs, and did my homework like a nice little Angel. In short I was perfect, and I absolutely hated it, I had no reason to live. But then Sam came along, he was running away- from what? I didn't really care; I just knew that if I didn't go with him, I'd die inside. We loaded his car then drove away, it was as easy, and fricking scary as that. What did we do after that? Where did we go? Oh nothing much really, just a little holiday to Mexico...