{elizabeth}
8 stories
aftermaths
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his story is different from mine. yet somehow our stories became interlaced. so i'll write both of ours, but it'll be hidden. it won't be visible underneath the invisible ink.
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<lowercase intended. meaning i want everything to be lowercase. please don't tell me i have bad capitalization>
julixtta
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Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who?
To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishes.
To someone who believes that Quinn needs to be a size zero to be labeled as 'beautiful.' If she isn't, why in the world will anyone care to love her? She's disgusting. Worthless. An enormous sailboat that makes the world sink. But how long will it take until she sinks herself?
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awesomesauce21
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Addiction. Blake Adams wasn't looking for an addiction. He wasn't out hitting up drug dealers or spending his Friday night gambling. No, it hit him full force in a beautiful pair of green eyes, hiding a dark and heavy past. His mate.
Delilah Winley, AKA Sunny Taylor, was afraid. Her brother had rescued her from that wretched man who dared lay his hands on her, but could moving to a new town and changing their names keep her safe, or would the man who gave her nightmares find her and finish what she started.
And how could she live a normal life when she could barely stay conscious when someone touched her, the fear making her panic?
She was in a new town with strangers who were normal. Social. So how would she survive it?
If only she knew.
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STORY WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE 14 and I didn't finish it, maybe one day but proceed with caution!
