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Memories of 5 Duku by Fairytail20
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Hi everyone! I am writing about my past when i was std 5.I have to admit,it was one of the best years of my life! So for the sake of my friends, I am finally uploading a story for them.Oh, and even if you are someone I don't know just go ahead and read the book. I promise to update soon!( Ps I will skip to certain parts here and there.. no order)Enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
My Class by Andrea_Koo
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The first day of school, when I first reached my class I found out that jack was in my class!!!!! He was in my class the year before and is a head prefect. He was the captain of the basketball school team. We were constantly fighting because I hated him for saying stupid slangs that were really annoying! As I was saying, I was really nervous this year because I was afraid that I wouldn't fit in.
Dreams by Mystica_Sails
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Mystica Blanche becomes a ghost after she suicides because of love and has to find out why. WARNING!!!THIS STORY IS FULL OF DRAMA AND STUFF LIKE THAT!!!(Please forgive me for any grammar or spelling mistakes as this is the first story I'm writing on Wattpad
Bullied by Mystica_Sails
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"I placed the tip of the blade on the pale skin of my left arm, singing the song quietly. The coldness of the blade made me shiver slightly. I put just enough pressure on the blade to prick my skin. I dragged the blade across my arm until I made a short line. The cut wasn't very deep - I didn't dare. A line of blood flowed from the cut, down my arm, and onto the carpeted floor of my small bedroom. I noticed that I wasn't crying anymore. Instead, my small, pale pink lips were in a thin line, expressionless. I didn't feel any pain - nope, not even a tiny sting. Instead, I felt something new. An odd mixture of freedom, happiness and sadness. I both loved and hated the feeling. It was as though I could fly away into a land where everything went the way I wanted it to, where I'd be happy. But at the same time it made me feel like a prisoner, trapped in a jail made of my very own suicidal thoughts. It would be difficult for me escape them - just like it would be difficult for a prisoner to escape a jail." ****************************************** My name is Allery Chris (I'm a girl if you didn't know) and I get bullied by girls. I have a few girl friends, but I usually hangout with boys. THIS IS BASICALLY A BOOK ABOUT A 15 YEAR OLD GIRL WHO GETS BULLIED A LOT . CONTAINS SWEARING, VIOLENCE, AND SELF-HARMING, BUT NO SMUT (THE MOST IS JUST KISSES) Enjoy!!!!