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Not your normal teenager.

Not your normal teenager.

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Partying and drugs? is that what makes a teenager, a "teenager" ? I am simple, I have nothing more than a pin dropping on the floor happening in my life. Who knows this might get interesting... ( As the title says , I am not your normal teenager, I might have their characteristics but I am far from their level. Here's to an underdog working on her come up) *********************************************************** AN: hello there fellow dolphin, this book will be written a diary form, some parts will be normal, be warned! P.S. DO NOT BE SHY TO COMMENT! P.S.S. The content of this book may contain a little bit of my reality....
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Dear Nobody, My name is Luna Rose Wesley and I'm just like any other girl my age. I have some secrets, I'm afraid of the future, I have some complicated relationships and some amazing friends, and I'm just trying to do anything that I can to survive. But as the days pass, it seems like surviving in my world is becoming more difficult with every minute. You see, without any money, my family is forced to live in in an apartment building that's smack dab in the center of our rundown part of the city. And my mother is just a work of art. She is now addicted to drugs, and she isn't trying very hard at all to try to get us out of our inner-city situation. Living in constant fear, not only of what's outside my window at night, but also of my violent dealing brother living in the room across the hall, I have to find a way to cope without putting a bullet in my skull like so many of my fallen brethren. And my coping mechanism is to write letters to nobody- to you- and sending it to an address that doesn't exist. I need somebody to talk to without that somebody thinking that I'm looking for pity, so I've found you. Nobody. Thanks for listening. Sincerely, Luna Rose (Rated Mature for the mentioning of sex, drug use, violence, and profane language. Does not contain actual sex scenes.)

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