Pierre

"You're a cow...?"

Silence.

A low growl sliced the silence like a hot knife through butter. My heart ponded. Okay, why did I have to open my mouth again? He stepped closer and closer until he stood in my personal space. There was nowhere to go. I had a wall of wood behind me and a growling wall made of muscle in front of me, so I did what everyone else would have done.

I jumped out the window.

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Sometimes throw lemons at your face. Most of them are really sour, some of them are rotten, but sometimes, they're just refreshing. My life was really good until I hit 20, then one lemon after another were thrown at me. Most of them by my best friend, some by my family, but at least I had one refreshing! It just hadn't been thrown yet.

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Soooo... Yeah.. This is it. My first English book :/

!Warning!
This book will probably contain a lot of weird chapters and plots, and maybe some cliche stuff too:)