Diary of a dead girl

Diary of a dead girl

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Dear world, I write today to talk about sappying boy troubles where I end up with the guy and fake family problems which will be solved with patience and the amazing girly glamour. Not. In the short 15 and a half years of my life here, I've realised that is what happens in every chick flick, action movie, horror (Ect.) The hero or heroine is always presented with a problem or two and they go through stages of solving it/them which leads to an unrealistic, cringe and soppy ending that every idiot enjoys. In reality no one actually wins, that so called hero finally gives up and that 'Heartless' villain ends up feeling guilty as hell. There is no kiss or hug or pathetic music played in the background - there's pain, guilt, sorrow and death. Welcome to my 'Diary of a Dead girl'
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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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