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Come at Me

LoveOfFairytales

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LoveOfFairytales

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I think it's funny how you can know a person for so long, it may be a few years, it may be all your life, and yet they know nothing about you, and you know nothing about them. 

Some encounters are more meaningful than others. Some people leave a mark for life, while others just disappear into a stream of memories.

During the summer of 2011, I was forced into a car with a woman I secretly despised for 336 hours, approximately 14 days. A woman whom I'd known for sixteen years yet didn't know a single thing about me nor I about her. She went by the name of Heather Monroe, but I like to call her Mom.

"For every negative action, there is a positive reaction."All Rights Reserved

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Road Trip by wikklegiggle

After My Mom married Matthew Reed, my life sort of took on a rollercoaster like path. I mean, my mom was happy, therefor I should be happy, but I wasn't. Well, not for a long time. I guess a little road tripping can't hurt anyone, right? And if worse comes to worse, there's always back seat sex I guess. ***Finished revamp July 2017***

The Milk Carton Girl by maceyywrites

For the past eleven years, Jade thought she lived an average life. Sure her mother was the typical strict parent who knew how to let loose every now and then, but that's what all protective mothers do right? But it only one wild party and a visit to the police station to find out that she was a milk carton kid. "You were kidnapped when you were six, the woman who you thought was your mother is not your mother." Her whole life and her identity are stripped away from her. A girl can only take so much.

Behind closed doors by Miawya

3 sides to every story Yours. Mines. And the truth I act like everything is fine. I laugh at people's jokes, I do stupid shit with my friends and I act like I have a carefree life. It's funny though. When I come back home, I just turn off that mental switch then suddenly I break down. I feel alone, empty, worthless, tired, I can't exactly describe how I feel in two words. It's like I have two different me's. One for the public and one for myself. Only if they knew what happens behind closed doors.. Abuse| rape| exposed| sex| betrayal |love |murder| thugs| love All rights reserved to Tamia Branch ©

Angel (A Story Written by my Younger Self) by Madigail_

"It's our time to make a move. It's our time to make amends. It's our time to break the rules. Let's begin."-X Ambassadors, Renegades. ----------------------------------- Life is hard and it will most likely never get better... Willow learned this lesson early on, all thanks to her Dad leaving, her Mother dying, and her abusive Step-Father. To her, life was just hell on a loop. Then, just when she thought things couldn't be worse, the worst happens. It causes her and her best friend-Daniel, to take the trip of a lifetime. Will they find what they are looking for? Or will life be cruel and send them backward instead of forwards... Find out in Angel, the story 13-year-old me wrote. (completed)

Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy by Winchesters_united

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

Unintentional Passion by PlayNmyCurlz

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Forget Me Not by ikc_writes

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Road Trip

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