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Letting go

Letting go

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Natasha a 14 year old girl has just lost her best friend to a tragic accident. With her other friends Tim and Luca , together they tackle the monster that is grief. "I'm a mess. There is no other way to describe me. Natasha 14 (going on 15) year old mess. Great. I'm bawling , yelling and screaming while Luca strokes my hair , hugs me and makes soothing shhs. But he is doing the same as me on the inside. There is a monster inside his head trying to escape. Clawing away at his brain. Howling. Screeching. Trying to escape in every way possible. The monster's name is grief. " - Natasha , chapter 1 : death. "I kind of regret just storming out of the house like that because Luca failed to mention that the appointment wasn't for another 2 hours. Frankly , I'm already bored not to mention that waiting at the doctor's office is the worst. You are basically in a confined room with people who are sick , pregnant , or little kids there for their regular check up who pick they're slimy boogers and spread them everywhere. No I'm not msyophobic. But isn't it just gross?" - Natasha , chapter 5 : can't
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*********************** "You're the city kid who's parents kicked the buck- fuck. I mean shit. I mean hi." He stammers. The entire family stares at Jack in pure horror. I burst into laugher, still to their horror. "Good one." I chuckle. Jack raises his sharp eyebrows. "You're fucked up, City Boy." He says. "Kieran." I say. "Bless you." He responds quickly. "No that's my name. Kieran." I elaborate. "Like the coffee maker?" He asks. "What? No, not Kierig, Kieran." I repeat. "Key ring." Jack says. I sigh. "I'm bein' serious as all outdoors, I can't say it." Jack says. "Maybe because you talk like a weed whacker." I say. Jack looks taken back by my comment. "You're funny. I like you...Kerin?" Jack says. "Keep trying." I say. "Jack, why don't you help Kieran settle into his room?" Roger suggests putting so much emphasis on my name, I almost forget how to say it. "You mean my room? Sure thing, Father." Jack huffs. Wait... I have to share a room with that thing? He looks like he bites. "Don't worry, Kieran. He don't bite." Roger assures me. Did I say that aloud or has Jack bitten in the past? **************************** Kieran's life is in shambles. His parents suddenly die in a car accident and he is sent to his father's next of kin, Roger all the way in Georgia. He doesn't know Roger, He doesn't like Georgia, and worse - they live on farm and Roger has 7 kids. Things don't look good For Kieran until he meets the very good-looking (yet ugly talking), Jack Matthews, one of Roger's 7 children and his new roommate.

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