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The Darkness

WinterWoods_Artist

LECTURES 80
Votes 3
Chapitres 4
Durée <5 mins

LECTURES 80
Votes 3
Chapitres 4
Durée <5 mins

WinterWoods_Artist

darkness evil friends hurt loss love pain sadness

"I was never motivated enough to do anything to change the way my body jiggled when I walked. "

"And just like that, I slip into the rabbit hole that will take me to the twisted wonderland, bringing my new buddy with me."

"I HATE THIS" 

"The velvet red that dripped out of my fresh cut on down my pale skin brought warmth to my always cold body." 

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Lou was always so full of life. She loved art, writing, reading, outdoors, and spending time with her family. This all changes the day that an old friend make her way back into her life. Ripping every ounce of confidence that Lou used to have, Addison makes her life living hell. 

Finding friendship with two girls like her, Lou falls into the never ending pit of eating disorders and depression. With the darkness starting to take home in her mind, will Lou be able to see the error in her ways? Or will she lose her mind trying to be perfect.Tous Droits Réservés

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She wanted to know what pain was, silly little girl just open the dictionary look up the word pain and watch as your life plays like a movie. Watch and see what pain really is. Watch and see how truly broken you are. Keep in mind that you managed to fill those cracks in your heart with pure gold so that you can pick yourself up from the ground below and mold yourself into genuine art that has now become a beautiful piece of broken pottery. Gemma was your normal sun kissed skinned teenager. Who was living her life. Living la vida loca. Believing in the "yolo" principal until one day a tragedy knocked on her door and turned her life upside down. Now with a broken heart, a messed up mind and a blacked soul she must face her everyday life once more, she has to face school, battle friends and harsh words and a bigger brother too Lucas is your normal Spanish mafia kind of looking guy who was living his life to the fullest and working at a cute little coffee shop. There he needs a girl and is taken aback. He is completely awestruck by her beauty and her ability to play the guitar and get lost in a melody that she creates. However reality hits and he becomes disappointed when he knows that he will never see her again until her decides to show his true potential and transfer to an AP math's class and at the back of the class sat his angel. Lucas has some demons as well. Fighting an horrid past, a personality disorder and then another hardship hits him. He has bad chemistry grades and must in list the help of the schools smartest girl but this condition comes as a price. Is Lucas willing to pay? She was ice and he was fire. She was beautiful and he was broken. Put them together and some how you end up getting a beautiful piece of broken pottery. Or do you?

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