Chemically Burned
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Ongoing7m
Last published Wed, Aug 22, 2018
When you're truly happy, there is nothing between you and what's making you happy. Reality is gone. All your worries, fears and doubts can just wash away. Even if it is only for a little while. This is a story of a girl who was truly happy. A story of a girl who no longer saw the danger around her. This is a story of a girl who was too caught up in herself to realize someone she loved with all her heart, mind, and soul was sick with an ungodly disease.
By AutumnPhyre
Cover by Starfiretheawsome
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