To Save The Lost Thief

To Save The Lost Thief

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This is the is the sequel to "Heroes at Heart," I suggest that you read that first, or you may have a hard time understanding. I am not who I was three months prior to this. I am merely a shell of what I used to be. Three months ago, I made a choice that dictated my future. I may never have any thing to remind me of what my life used to be. But, that is okay, for I am no longer Emily Crater, the short brunette girl with blue eyes that had a part time job as a barista, I am now Madeline Jackson, and this is my story of how I am running away from myself. How I am moving on. Three months ago, I lost the love of my life. One simple mistake took her away from me, my happiness, my everything. My parents caused all of this. When Emily left it opened all of our eyes. When she left, something inside of me broke. Emily left, taking a piece of my heart with her. My name is Lucas Greene, and I will find Emily, even if it kills me. Three months ago, my sister left us, all of us. Three months ago, I realized that the things you may hate about a person, are the things you miss the most when they are gone. At the time, The Elite Force and I were fighting The Crazed Duo. I would have never thought that Emily was Scarlet Sea. I called her a monster, but she forgave me. If, no when I get Emily back, I am never letting her go, Emily, I am sorry, this is Veronica, please, just come home. Three months ago, Emily left me. I failed her, as her best friend and her accomplice. I was not a good person around Emily when I was Witch Flame. If only I had known that our parents were behind Lucas's 'death.' I am sorry Emily, and I understand if I never receive your forgiveness, it's LIly, and I just wanted to let you know that we all miss you.
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***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

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