It hurts to know that someone I love is actually leaving me..

She's With Me is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Amelia Collins is in witness protection, starting at a new school in a small town. But when she becomes involved with the most infamous guy at school, she's reminded that she can never truly escape her tragic past. ***** When Amelia Collins moves to a new town with a new identity, she plans to keep her head down and finish her senior year. But this changes when she runs - literally - into the school's hottest badass, the mysterious and brooding Aiden Parker. Soon, Aiden's friend group is calling Amelia one of their own, and she finds herself balancing her new life while trying to recover from a tragic past. During a school year full of new friends and old rivalries, Amelia finds herself falling for Aiden, who has skeletons of his own. But she has to fight those feelings - after all, all Amelia ever does is run. Can she ever truly escape what she's been running from? Or has she finally found a reason to stop? Book One of the With Me series. | ranked #1 | 08.27.2015| | completed | 08.25.2016| | winner of a Talk of the Town WATTY 2016 | | Winner of The 2016 Fiction Awards "Best Teen Fiction"

Muchas frases nos llenan el alma, hacen que nos identifiquemos con ella, nos hacen reír e incluso llorar. Aquí podrás encontrarlas.

Intro. Un recuerdo. Tras otro. Es todo lo que restan de nosotros. Un nosotros que alguna vez fue, y ya no lo es. El sonido de sus pasos contra el mármol, su risa inconsciente, la manera que inclinaba la cabeza atrás cuando nos reíamos, sus increíbles ojos miel tornasol, la seguridad que sentía cuando enganchaba mi brazo con el suyo, su manera de interrumpir cuando hablaba nerviosamente, con un dulce beso, nuestro primer beso, nuestras miradas a la distancias, sus textos, la manera en que no se apenaba de ser terrible con la guitarra, la manera incómoda en que nos conocimos, nuestras peleas, nuestra última pelea, nuestro últimos beso, la última vez que lo llamé mío, la última noche, el vacío que sentí cuando olvido lo nuestro. Ahora solo es mío. Y no de el. Y cada noche, antes de dormir repasó todo, de principio a fin, sin olvidarme de nada, y sentir escalofríos por el frío que me producen mis propias lágrimas. Una tras otra. Lo olvidó. Yo no. Se quien eres, mejor que se quien soy yo. Más a estas alturas, deberías saber que yo nunca, nunca me rendiré sin haber dado una buena pelea. Recuerda. Recuérdame.

It appears like your average fan fiction at first but after the cliche encounter at a concert, Geoffrey (Royce) and Evelyn embark on a journey full of mystery, lies, and betrayal. Will there love hold on and reconnect through their sparkle of hope? Or will it be hidden behind the mistakes of the past? @angieroyce ©All Rights Reserved

This is the story of a girl who committed suicide, because of everything wrong in her life. This could happen, so this is why we need to prevent bullying, child abuse, rape, etc. Please vote/comment.

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT