The Life Story

The Life Story

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This is a story that is contributed to the life of people who are different and aren't treated the same because of their sexuality, race, gender, style, friend group, etc., etc. If you are treated differently this story will relate to you on as many levels as possible. Or as I can get to. Hi my name is Magick Mason. I'm 16 years old. I am a junior in high school. I have a lot of experience in the things that have happened in this story. You do not have to read this if you cannot handle the story. Or what happens in it. I'm only here to tell you a very interesting story that I hope you guys can understand and will help me to get through, as I try and help you guys to get through it. Thank you for choosing to read this story. I only want to help you guys. I will do my best not to go into so much detail. I will do after chapter announcements. ENJOY!!
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"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

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