Historias de Shootingstarawards2018

NOTICE: The author of this book has started school, and she'll be overworked and tired. So please, don't kill her. Also, her life is a train wreck 👌 ------------------------------ 189 in boyxgirl 9/19/18 63 in soccer 9/19/18 1K READS 9/29/18 159 in songs 10/16/18 ------------------------------- "Let's just say, I have a thing for superheroes." -McKinley Dallas "Let's just say, I need a sidekick...Well, kind of." -Brady George

I'm Dakota Cathal, he was Augustine Dalton. I'm alive, he's not. Now here on the earth, where my best friend no longer breathes, I think a lot. Slowly, most times. Because he left me a troubling note. I swear, he must think me a mad man to believe what it says. But, unfortunately, I can't help but start to when a particular piece of evidence follows me a little too closely. . . . This is temporarily, I repeat TEMPORARILY, on hold until I get my creative crap together. Organizing my brain is a huge feat. This story will contain no sexual content and little swearing. It will, however, have topics regarding mental health. If you are uncomfortable with that, I don't exactly recommend this.

A young truck driver has to travel land and sea to Denmark to receive answers for her ignored questions that have waited long enough while enduring the challenge of a charismatic alcoholic who happens to be more influential than she anticipated. The clash of personalities brings them to the stages of the journey and that of recovery but that road has bumps along the way now that it has evoked self reflection and reminded a sense of danger the two must grit their teeth and keep moving in order to reach the end and sigh home.

Words are better written than said