The Beautifuly Broken Soul
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  • Reads 364
  • Votes 156
  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 9m
Ongoing, First published Feb 17, 2014
Mature
Autumn Abraham had always been a fun, hyperactive child. growing up in a large family, she alwasy felt loved, cared for, until things change her junior year of highschool. one problem after another tears her life apart, now she's fighting the demons in her mind, having to chose between her family or her mind, stuck in the middle Autumn has to grow up pretty fast and learns many stomach turning secrets that pushes her more and more over the edge.
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The Death Of Me

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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.