The Story Of...

The Story Of...

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This is The Story Of... True events that happened along the way in the life of a young girl. The mistakes, the hurt, and most of all... The story of how her life ended. ******************************** The wind blowing all around me gives me a calm feeling. The subtle glow of the sun and the warmth radiating from it. The rushing water under the bridge. It's all so peaceful. For the first time ever, I feel free. For the first time ever I feel alive. Too bad it had to happen when it is about to end. With that final thought, I free fall into the rushing waters and smile. I am at peace. This is a sneak peek of my new book The Story Of... I hope you guys like it. I know I haven't finished my first story but this story needs to be told. This book will be coming in August of 2018 or later on in the year. I love you guys. Thank you so much for the constant love and support. There are millions of books and you guys chose mine. For that I am grateful. Without you there is no me.
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My life in ruins, this is where I'm at currently. I was living a lie, lying to people and most importantly to myself. You can act straight all you want, you can try to convince yourself that, but no matter how hard you try. The truth is always revealed. What did I do? I stroked her face, and told her she was still beautiful, then I bent down and kissed her. One of those soft, yet deep, gut wrenching, I'll always love you, but I have to let you go, goodbye kisses. Then I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes. I saw the past that we had, all of the memories we had together, I took them in, I felt the feelings again, I processed them. Then I saw the dreams that we dreamed for our future, I saw all of our plans that we made, I felt them, I felt the pain of what would never be, and then I released it all. I didn't realize I was sobbing until I felt her hand graze over the tears. I opened my eyes, blinked away the tears I had left, and smiled. She returned my smile. We knew at that point that no matter what happened, we would be ok.............. This is my struggle, this is my journey. Join me for the ride, but make sure you wear your helmet.

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