Junkyard!!

Junkyard!!

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How many things do we all possess which may appear as useless or as junk to everyone around us but is very important to us as an individual? A broken seashell which could actually be from a memorable day on the beach, an old and rusty hair pin which could actually be a gift from your beloved deceased grandmother, a mobile which is not working but is the first thing you bought with your first salary....the list could go on. As a writer, there are very few things which I consider as more valuable to me than my stories. Anything I write is worth of gold in my eyes. This book is filled with nits and pieces of me. Not flawless, not mistake-proof just plain, beautiful and random me. It is basically a collection of short stories, poems, normal paragraphs and quotes which were written by me with the description of how, when and why I wrote them and what they mean to me. Its my little treasure box...but hey it could or could not mean much to you, so... Welcome to my Junkyard!!!
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{WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS RAPE, PROSTITUTION, AND OTHER UNSETTLING TOPICS!!} Ashe never expected his life to take a turn for the worst. He was a quiet person, mainly from being shy, and didn't feel the need to try and be friends with everyone. So he assumed no one had any reason to bother him. However, he was wrong. After his father married some woman who was a rich socialite, and Ashe started going to the same school her daughters, Ashe ended up in the same class as one of them too, and she held a huge grudge against him for some reason. That petty grudge drove her to do unspeakable things to him, things she could never take back, and drove a peaceful boy like Ashe to a destructive headspace. He became broken, inside and out. He felt like there was no hope left in living and wanted to end it all. That was until he met a stranger named Beatrix who changed his life for the better.

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