The Old Soul

The Old Soul

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This girl had dreams.Not for her own,but for people.She lived by her own will,yet lived for people.She prayed not for her,but for the world.She listened only to her mind and never to her heart.She finds her happiness in other's happiness.Life for her was complicated yet for others it seemed pretty simple.She forgot that she had her own life but rather created an another world where she was merely an aid to the needs of others.She committed herself to the benefits of people.She forgot about herself.She hid her real self and showed a different face to people.No one understood the change and no one would have ever.Life went on ,yet she stayed the same along with her past experiences.She grew as a person.She became heartless yet she was deeply caring.She built a hard shell around her soft heart.She showed the bad face to people where literally people gave no shit about her.Her life became a joke in which she was a just joker trying to please everyone.Her happiness holds only in the happiness of others.She had no happiness of her own.She made it a must to consider other's happiness as her own.She was that girl that no one could never become.She was that one that maybe only God could have understood.She was that one who was misunderstood by many,yet she maintained her dignity.She was that one who understood life to its core at a tender age.In fact,She was covered with a hard shell around her soft heart.
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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