Fighting to Survive

Fighting to Survive

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jan 30, 2018
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Romance
Nia Brooks She has been struggling for too long against herself until she broke into a million pieces. But she can't ask for help, no one would understand the real truth behind her broken soul. Ryder Evans He has lived situations no kid should ever experience, not so young. He had to fight for himself until he couldn't deal with everything anymore, that's when his heart became colder than ice. What if they cross paths? What if they are the only people who can take down each other's walls? What If they are the only ones who can help themselves to heal their wounds? What if they are each other's last hope to save their souls from the darkness they are in? _________________________________________________________________________ WARNING!!! This story talks about self-harm, eating disorders, hard self-hate and destructive thoughts. DO NOT READ IF YOU GET EASILY TRIGGERED! This also contents mature scenes and strong language. _________________________________________________________________________
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[Highest Rank; #3 in Humor 3/27/17] --- I was unable to keep myself from blushing. "I'm not his girlfriend." "Yet." Ryder and Benjamin said simultaneously. "Oh, so the conceitedness runs in the family?" I asked with a roll of my eyes. "I'm afraid so. Now, tell me more about yourself." "Well, I like playing soccer a lot. And if I were to choose between my books and human beings, then I choose books. Also, I think your brother is annoying and has too big of an ego. But wanna know something?" He nodded. I stopped the car at the traffic light and turned back to him. Leaning into his ear, I whispered loud enough for Ryder to hear, "I think I like him." --- The art of breaking hearts is an inscrutable, prepossessing, abstract art. Never ever will you go through with breaking someone's heart without having your own broken. And it would be very eccentric if one did not go through the process of having their own heart shattered into millions of pieces when trying to do the same to another. Unfortunately, I learned that the hard way. --- [extended description inside] Copyright ©2016 sadreadingchick All rights reserved.

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