Nobody knows this girl. (Unedited)

Nobody knows this girl. (Unedited)

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Nobody knows Isabelle They think they do; they don't They call her things that she's not They treat her like she's not human They say she doesn't love Doesn't feel Doesn't Care But she is human She does love She does feel She does care If you think you know her you're wrong. Do you know who she loves? Do you know how many times she's attempted suicide? Do you know she builds up walls never lets them crumble? Why she laughs like kookaburra? Why she trusts nobody? Why she chose the names Rosescar~Bloodtree You want answers you gotta find them they are all right here. This is her story as she knows it, her diary, her hopes, her dreams, her wins, her losses, her reputation. ~This story tells aspects my life. character is me. Any characters who are wattpad will be tagged. It is more a diary where I will occasionally mention past events.~
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