It's about moving on

It's about moving on

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Justin had to move on with his elder brother to Green Bay after the horrific death of his parents. He was supposed to proceed with his life, but he believed that he was cursed by hurting all of the people close to him, and because he believed his own thoughts and gave in to them, his survival strategy in the senior high school year involved plugging in the headphone all the time and to cut the people off. This was him until he met Emma at a party. Emma was a bubbly popular cheerleader that everyone envied her life, however, there was well-hidden pain under her mask. Her sudden breakup with Luke who she thought will be her everlasting melody and the challenges to achieving her dreams made her mask gets blown and "Each morning I wake up I die a little - Queen" To grow to be her favorite lyric. Perhaps the party was a reason for shattering her heart more as she realized that Luke already moved on, but it was the starting point of her friendship with Justin. Will they heal each other's pain and change each other's worlds to move on? P.S: It was my write with Zo competition participation but I decided to continue it P.SS: Hope you enjoy it
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Hannah I lost hope on me, on love. I knew that I would never love or be loved by anyone. And I was fine with that. Until I met him. The rockstar everyone worshiped, that man who showed me that I could love again, that I could trust men again, the one who saved me. Kris I always knew that I was born for this, for playing and writing music, I had a pretty amazing life, I was so lucky, until I met her, those green eyes who showed me all that I have been missing, those green eyes who showed me that I was born to save her. This story is dedicated to all woman who had been victims of domestic violence, sexual, verbal or psychological. Never forget that You are strong.

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