Back In Time

Back In Time

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I still couldn't reach the damn thing, even standing on my stool. I stepped off the stool, making an effort to not falling off. I needed something to help me reach it. Perhaps a thick book would work. I wasted no time as I began to rummage through the cardboard boxes which were literally all over the place. As I was searching, something quite familiar caught my eye. A very thick book was sitting in the middle of one of the boxes laying around. I used both my hands to take it. It was no surprise that it was dusty, it seemed like an old book. I blew away the dust on the cover of the book. I coughed as I inhaled the dust coming from the book. The book didn't really look like something I might have read. But as I took a closer look, I instantly remembered where the book was from. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Samantha Kennedy, a depressed 17 year old. Her parents, Mel Mendes and John Kennedy got divorced when she was a little girl. She went back in time hoping to change the past to change it for the better. But she only made things worse for them and especially, Samantha herself. Star d: April 2nd 2018 Finished: ~
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When a not so ordinary book falls into the hands of a book hater, the tales in the book unlocks doors in her life she never knew existed. AN EXCERPT FROM THE STORY: ** As I lay my back on my tiny bed, a few inches away from my parent's at the extreme end of the room, I stare deeply at our ceiling, I realize it has a lot of patched holes, even Jenna who is only a youth lives in a house better than this, now I even compare our lives with a fiction character, is it now this bad. **

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