Scars and Tears

Scars and Tears

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EXCERPT: I sat in the corner and began rocking back and fourth, watching as she drink herself to death. She threw the bottle next to my head making me shut my eyes tight and mumble my famous line, "As long as I listen I won't get hit. As long as I fight back I won't die. And as long as no one walks near me they won't see the scars and my tears." ------------------------*---------------------- Life is full of disappointments, especially when you have no one by your side to protect you from it. The disappointments never ended for Evangeline Romanoff. Her beauty could have blinded people but how could she know she was beautiful if all her life she was told she was disgusting. No one was ever close enough to see what was under her hood. No one could see the bruises on her face and arms or the scars under her clothing. The longer she ignored people the more she thought everyone would leave her alone. That was until Grayson Snow came into the café with determination to find something about the mysterious girl under the hood. They both seemed to have struggles along the way. Grayson struggled to keep Evangeline close and Evangeline struggled to keep Grayson away. Life still goes on, even when your tears are flowing down your face and the only thing you seen on your body in the mirror are scars.
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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