To love or die trying
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  • Parts 30
  • Time 3h 15m
Complete, First published Oct 31, 2017
The story talks about a girl named Radhika. she has a mocha colored skin, dark red hair, dark blue eyes, and a figure similar to Angelina Jolie's when she was still in tomb raider. Her life started out grand; two loving parents, a house in the suburbs, tons of friends; all in all it was a great life. But when Radhika turned 10 life turned upside down. Her parents started arguing non-stop which led to a divorce.  Her mom got most of the custody over her and her dad left town to pursue his lifelong dream; being single. When Radhika turned 14 her mother passed and she moved in with her dad. that was when she started becoming mental. Radhika felt like the whole world was against her and she had no one by her side. One day Radhika tried to kill herself in the janitors closet with some cleaning supplies and poison. Before Radhika even had the chance, the person she thought was her only friend opened the door and told the entire high years Radhika was mental. or was it suicidal? after Radhika's dad found out what had happened, he took her to a new town and they began their life in a new town.
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