{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

- ｔｈａｎａｔｏｐｈｏｂｉａ Fear of death or losing losing someone you love Have you ever been so sure you were going to die? When everything around you becomes so surreal and you simply can't wrap your head around the fact that you no longer will exist. That you will just become some sob story that no one will remember or even care about. Yeah...well I have...many times before, on one night of the entire year when thousands of people cleanse themselves of their...darkness 〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜 Written from the perspective of a young 16 year old latina girl, Valentina Hernandez, who migrated from Argentina to America. How her life changed after that one night...how herself and her country lost it's innocence and it's purity.