The Things That We Don't Talk About

The Things That We Don't Talk About

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Diana isn't a slut. She's not. But after a night of fun goes terribly wrong, Diana comes back to school with taunts echoing in the hallways. At first, she doesn't believe it. But when she sees the pictures, and hears the stories, she's forced to accept that something bad happened. Something unspeakable. Something that no one wants to hear. She was brutally raped. The further that Diana digs, the more scared she becomes. Merrick, her boyfriend, begins to drift off mid sentence. Her best friend, Charlie, can now barely look her in the eyes. No one remembers what happened to Diana. Something isn't right. A town that doesn't want to hear the truth, and people who won't tell it. 🏆Rankings: -1st in judge! -3rd in COURT!!!! -2nd IN TRUTHFULNESS;))) -5th in assault
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[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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