When We Were Legends

When We Were Legends

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Two kids; one dying slowly and one dying quickly, both wasting away. Instead of letting death cripple them, they decide to take death as a challenge and make sure whether they died tomorrow or in fifty years, they'd be remembered but not as the boy with the terminal illness and the girl with the eating disorder but as legends. "Oh how silly we were to think immortality meant living forever," ps: this isn't a dark story!
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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.

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