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WpMetadataNoticeLast published пнд, мая 8, 2017
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Action and Thriller
What is life? Have you ever questioned if what world we are in now is just a creation with us as characters? What if we have controls, what if we are being operated by those controls? We all have our own stories yet to others we may be background characters. Characters with no purpose, only to make things simple, having no meaning, no name, no face.. No existence. I don't like that idea, I want to change it, I NEED to change it. There is no way I am going to act like a meaningless character as someone controls the "main character" just for the fun of the 'game'. To me this isn't a game, this is our story. And I'm going to destroy those controls once and for all. No...we are. I made this story in collaboration with MC_Sparkler, Runedragonkitty, and two of my other friends who do not currently have Wattpad accounts. I hope you enjoy!
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It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

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