Z: Being a FRIEND

Z: Being a FRIEND

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"I don't know what I am, I don't know how I existed, I don't know why I've been flying around the skies for as long as I can remember. I barely know anything. Then something changed, something that made me get into the lives of people, and but I have no control of who I will be in. It has its pros and cons. The only best thing about this life that isn't really a life is hoping that I once had one" "Ever had a good friend? Or been a good friend?" Enjoy ;) I suggest you have a properly working mind and that you can properly digest the words so you can actually understand the story. <3 And i gotta add this, if you like the cover vivid_ness (but she recently changed her name to soul, i think?) she made it
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In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.

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