[Winner of The Fiction Awards 2018] [2nd place winner of the New Writer's Award] Sometimes even the purest souls are full of darkness. And sometimes the past haunts its victims until there's nothing left. Sometimes they have to fight against their bullies to survive. But what if this time the girl is not alone? Copyright 2016-2021 S.O.Simons All rights reserved. !!! new edited & improved version available clicking on the external link or on my Inkitt profile SOSimons !!! __________✧__________ Highest ranking: #44 in Short Story (24.05.18) #2 - nomorebullying (22.05.18) | #4 - shortstory (19.05.18) | #1 - sad (21.05.18) | #1 - numb (26.05.18) | #1 - grieving (06.06.18) | #5 - memory (14.07.18) | #5 - amnesia (15.08.18) | #155 - loneliness (24.05.20)

{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 }

Emily used to someone. A sister. A daughter. A girlfriend. A friend. Then her mother was murdered - and everything went quiet. Now she is unraveling under the weight of grief she can't name. Her sister Amy is holding it together - barely. But pretending to be okay doesn't stop you from drowning. Told through alternating POVS, The Quiet Between Us is a haunting teen fiction about sisterhood, love, trauma and the fragile hope of healing. Because sometimes, the loudest cries are the ones no one hears.