Paraíso

Paraíso

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Matthew es un chico tímido de 16 años, luego de ser expulsado de la secundaria, su vida da un giro de 180º . En su vida, una tormenta comienza a avecinarse, amenazando con llevárselo todo. La tormenta cumple con su periodo de desastre. Acarreando destrucción, dejando huelllas y sufrimiento a su paso. Y una cosa es cierta, cuando termine la tormenta no serás la misma persona que entró en ella. De eso se trata esta tormenta. "...-Tranquilo campeón, sólo confía en mí. -dijo mientras le extendía la mano. Matt la tomó y caminó junto a él, confiando... Justo cuando iban a pasar los por los árboles se abrió paso un camino que ascendía al cielo. -Vamos, un paraíso te aguarda..."
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A broken girl... Twenty years old and I'd finally had enough. I couldn't take anymore, so I packed up my things and disappeared, leaving behind my drunken, abusive father and the mother that stood by and watched as I slowly died. I knew I was going, but not where I'd stop. The last thing I expected once on my own, was to be spending my nights stripping at a club in Florida, barely getting by. I should have known running from a past wouldn't make it stop haunting me, because misery will always find me and tear me down until there's nothing left of me. It always has... Things can always change though, right? Like looking up at a handsome, tattooed stranger, and with one stare he has me questioning everything I've ever believed in. I wasn't expecting or prepared for someone to storm into my life. Not him. Jace Montgomery. The name I'll never forget. The need to save me lies in his eyes, but I don't need a savior. Trust- what he wants to teach me. That I'm something more than what I've grown up believing and that I'm worth loving. Those are the things he wants me to believe. How am I supposed to let him in and show me I'm something when I've spent my entire life being... nothing? He won't give up, and honestly, I'm hoping he never does... Because maybe... just maybe... I am worth saving after all.

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