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I Write For Myself, To Vent. This Might Not Make Sense. So, Read At Your Own Pleasure.

Emily tried to kill her self, but failed. She now has to spend time in the looney place for three days. She isn't very happy about it, but hey, it's her fault right? All she wants is out of this 'hellhole.' And soon.

Jude's life goal was to make people happy. People...or a person. Anyone really. He valued happiness more than anything and wanted to be able to share that if it meant possibly making someone else happy. He finally got his chance, but with Aster, the unsocial 17 year old that everyone else thought wasn't worth their time, or time in general.