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Not Perfect

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"Take a leap of faith and everything will take care of itself." -Denis Daily


''I won't be ashamed of my story. It might inspire someone.''
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edit 2019: this book is super cringy please don't read thisAll Rights Reserved

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BEWARE, this is the very bad version I wrote when I was 15 years old but I did rewrite it now that I'm 20 and I promise that one makes much more sense! New version is called At All Costs you can find it on my profile! What I see in the mirror is nothing special. I see a girl with dark brown almost black hair, with brown eyes that have been dull for years. I sigh and raise my shirt so I can see the bruises from my opponent last night. If you haven't guessed yet I am a street fighter and a good one at that. I fight in a place called The Underground where my manager Smith sets up my fights. Although I'm only 5'3, I still only fight with men. For me that means more money that I win. Did I mention I am undefeated at The Underground? No, well I am and almost everyone places their bets on me. Or should I say placed because me and my family are moving across the country to New York which means I have to find a new place to fight and make money. That was really my only problem with moving because I don't have any friends here, it's not like people haven't tried I just don't like getting to close to people. Although my family still doesn't know about my street fighting, we still are very close after what happened with my father. They left but I know they will come back and finish what they started and that's why I started street fighting. I need to be able to protect me and my family when they do come back. I'm not letting my family get hurt this time.

Fuck This by Absinthe2Achilles

So here's the deal: I, Oreon, took a night shift at the world's saddest haunted pizzeria. Minimum wage, asbestos vibes, and zero life choices worth bragging about. Easy gig, right? Sit in a crusty office, smoke a blunt, and pretend ghosts aren't real. Except-plot twist-they are. One minute I'm joking about asbestos and trauma, the next I'm finding decades-old files about missing kids, murderous animatronics, and some crusty bastard named William who writes like a failed theater villain. Oh, and did I mention the ghost child who literally wrote back to me? Yeah. We're pen pals now. Totally normal. Definitely not emotionally compromising. Add in my chaos bestie Vincent, the girl I'm hopelessly (and pathetically) into, and my uncle who's one angry text away from grounding me into another dimension-and you've got my life. Haunted halls. Cursed notes. Ghost therapy sessions at 3 AM. Welcome to my shift. If I survive this job, it'll be a miracle. If I don't... at least my obituary will say I was hotboxing with spirits.

Tomorrow [Ethan Dolan fanfic]//COMPLETED by ohitsrebecca

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Why did you do this yesterday, young lady?" "Countless reasons to do it but not a single reason not to..." "But, have you ever taken the time to focus on that "single reason not to do it" instead of coming up with reasons to do it?" "Well, I don't really think so-" "Tomorrow can always be a better day". I'm not going to lie though, as much as I hate being interrupted, I smiled at some point when I heard those words. That must be a fake smile for sure. "Also, you're pretty when you smile, Faith." **** It only takes one person, one act to save a life. Most impressive rankings: #2 in #raiseawareness out of 56 stories (August 2019) #36 in #psychology out of 3.8K stories (August 2019)

The Original Tribrid (Reincarnated In TVD/TO/legacies/????) (Rewriting) by SamaelWinchester1234

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Not Sick But Not Well. by La_marquise732

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Finding Maze by Cosmic-Enigma

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