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Bliss
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Ongoing, First published Nov 02, 2017
Sometimes in life, things happen to us and we don't understand why they have to happen to us. Samantha asks herself why it has to happen to her when she's raped by someone very close to her. She leaves home with the hope of starting a new life after her mom and dad break her. But she doesn't let anything her down. Her pain becomes her source of strength.  They say life is what you make it, she chooses to make hers blissful. 
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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.