Turbulence & Saudade
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Última publicación jue, jun 1, 2017
Have you ever looked into the mirror and realized the person staring back at you; wasn't you? Not like some sort of horror situation like a demon- no. I mean like you in general. That's what happened to Thalie.
This story is about self discovery and moving on to better yourself.
Nevertheless, everything happens for a reason. I mean it. Imagine, if you were never forced to do those dishes you tried so hard to avoid- how will you ever be able to learn how or be able to take care of yourself as an adult?
If you never fell and scraped your knee as a kid, maybe you wouldn't have ever learned that hydrogen peroxide, some neosporin and a bandaid will help heal it and make it feel better.
Maybe if you never got your heart broke, meeting your soulmate would just be like an normal day thing.
Thalie, among everyone else, has been labeled by society and has been torn down merely for its entertainment.
Rumors are the most contagious yet poisonous beverage. It's passed on and on to the next person. Drink after drink, we consume this beverage rather if the health labels and ingredients description is correct or not.
Love is cruel but, Society is crueler.
Labels hurt but, Confidence is key.
Right?
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Thalie Porters was once one of the most loved students at Lincoln High School, that is, until Cameron Foster came along.
Now she's left to think: "How did things get so bad so fast?"
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