"You're fine" or "You're okay, Kyra. Stop worrying so much" Is what my mother always told me. I was beyond 'fine' or 'okay'. I was dead inside and the happy me that was once me, was drowning in my own sadness.
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Kyra Zulu, 16 years old and deeply depressed. As she is a broken piece trying to be fixed, there is another boy happy as the happiest could be. Or so he thought so. When they meet, he sees right through Kyra and sees her pain and resembles it to what he really was.
Can they put the broken pieces back together again?
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"What's on your mind, Kai?" He whispers to me as I snuggle up to him and breathe in his scent, vanilla mixed with a hint of cinnamon.
'Everything' I want to tell him
"Nothing," I fake smile "I'm just glad I found you"
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This book idea with the characters and stuff are from my imagination.
If you see anyone who has posted it on their account, please notify me and I will check it out and report them if they have stolen
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slow updates as i am not able to update all the time. this situation will be fixed as soon as possible.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.