"You don't understand how hard it is, all right? Hmm? I'm tormented everyday at school. It's like I'm being suffocated, and sure we can sit and fantasize all we want about how things are going to be different one day, but this is today and it sucks...So please just help me. I can't take another day of this, I don't know what I'll do." - unknown

"7:15, that's our time."

Rebecca has always had a rough time in life, she's in and out of therapy for years, but so has Michael Clifford, the Australian boy in the grade above her. When Michael all of a sudden begins to talk to Rebecca, she freaks out and is very confused, but her feelings towards the boy begin to change as they become closer. WARNING may involve triggering or upsetting content.

WARNING: this story will cause a lot of emotional pain [as I have been told] and i highly recommend you grabbing a box of tissues prior to continuing with this short story. Seriously though, I've said sorry so many times to people who have commented saying that this had made them cry, so I apologize now for any tearful and heartaches that you may experience </3 ❝how do you expect me to live when i am sentenced to death?❞ Ratings: Short Story: #480 [29.3.2014] - #426 [6.4.2014]

Skilar Dock has moved from America to Australia with her mom so her mom could be with her boyfriend. She has never been the problem child but what will happen when she meets Michael Clifford?

Ruby was just an ordinary girl living in a strange city when someone changed that. Forever. One night, one eclipse and everything becomes unfamiliar in Sydney to the two twenty year old girls. Michael was always the mysterious type, but what was his secret? How did he change Ruby? Was he willing to do anything for her? [WARNING] Some parts may trigger such as self harm, hate and depression.

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I didn't like hugs. I didn't like kisses. I didn't like holding hands. I didn't like high fives. I didn't like shaking hands. I didn't like human contact. Until I met Michael Clifford.

BYEEEE

❝ you're just afraid ❞ ❝ no, i'm not ❞