Pity Train (ON HOLD)
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  • Reads 240
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 30m
Ongoing, First published Mar 23, 2017
Pity Train
(n.) A game in which participants all have a chance to complain about any current problem as a form of therapy and other participants are not allowed to judge or to carry the information elsewhere. 

One night, at around eight o'clock, Remy Gardner - the boy who had lost his sister a week prior - stood in front of Eleanor Lane telling her that she saved him from committing suicide.

That's not what the story is about. This story isn't about the obvious love story that is supposedly obvious. It's about the journey of Eleanor finding the person she used to be without her friends by her side or her mother to guide her.

Our story begins much later when Eleanor is at her worst and Remy at his best, finding his old friend in a place he'd least expect.
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