Contos de Logan

Contos de Logan

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Logan é um rapaz mimado e dramático de 13 anos que sente saudades da vida com seu pai ocupado. Vive apenas com o mordomo da casa, Eliott, já que senhor Benjamin, pai do menino, vive viajando a trabalho. Apaixonado pela solidão e seus desenhos, aprenderá a viver em conjunto após uma decepção que virá de uma carta. Inspirada em Harry Potter e em contos com minha amiga e sócia, G. M. Rhaekyrion, Contos de Logan irá te cativar pela personalidade forte de Logan, as amizades que virão e o amor que se aflorará no garoto.
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Preview: Yes, Valedictorian, dated all the jocks but it never quite was serious. I was labeled 'prude', 'nerd', 'hard working', and 'safe'. Standing up at my graduation, I wanted to say something no one would expect from me. I was always 'predictable' as well. I was normal as some people would say. I was always looking for the good in life and going out, drinking, doing drugs, having sex, or anything close to those examples are what I labeled as 'not good'. I played it safe through out high school and I really didn't have any memories now that I thought about it. As I stood, in my cap and gown on the stage, not daring to say a word to my fellow graduates that they wouldn't expect from me, I regretted it. Everyone clapped seeing me as the labels they had given me. But some how, I wanted to be different. I wanted to have crazy hair. I wanted to dress different. I wanted to not care what people thought of me. I wanted to be a rebel. I most certainly didn't want to 'play it safe'. *********As of March 28, 2021, story is being rewritten/edited!**********

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