Prologue-A novel

Prologue-A novel

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When we are kids we often dream about being able to fly, of the feeling to be able to have beautiful, strong wings. And to be able to experience the feeling that comes when we sore high up in the air and the feeling of being free as a bird. But as we grow up we realize that life's not all about fun and games. It's a lot more than just FUN. But what happens when your childish dreams do come true? I could not have wished for a better path for my life. Back then If you would have told me that something extremely strange and wonderful would happen in my life and that it would change my life forever in a horrible but wonderful way and also that I would actually not even know anything about the very first day that it all started, I would have laughed on your face...happening and forgetting?? Not me... also anything special???? To me!!!! Na..... Jess or Jessica was a normal teenager. Until one day her life is literally stolen from her.
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®

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