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Perfect Enough
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Ongoing, First published Apr 07, 2018
"When you hear the word 'perfect', what do you think of?  Do you imagine dancing to the perfect song, reading the perfect book, eating the perfect meal, spending eternity with that perfect person? Or, like me , do you question the ideals of being 'perfect' and wonder if it is even possible to reach the moment in your life where you have truly reached the stage of perfection.  Or maybe you share the mindset of..."

Ever since she was young, Rain had never been the type of girl to believe in fairytales. She believed that if you want to gain power you have to work for it and just sitting around waiting for the handsome prince to fall in love with you is not an option. On Valentine's Day , socially awkward, teenage Rain takes a plunge to finally talk to the partly mysterious boy in her English class she has never spoken too in the 3 years of knowing of him. Follow Rain,Robin and their friends as they battle the stress of exams, mental health, finding their identities and teenage life.
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Behind the Glasses

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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)