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Dancing On Broken Glass.

Dancing On Broken Glass.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 23, 2022
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Fiction
Romance
Amelia a stunning girl with brown skin and gorgeous light brown eyes. Living her senior year with a target on her back after moving towns to get away from her ex-boyfriend while living with a abusive mother, all she wants is a drama free year. Until she sees the boy with sad blue eyes and wants to know him. Elijah with striking blue eyes and chocolate hair. The death of his sister still weighing on him, he's living his senior year with depression and just want's to get school over with. Will they come together or will life tear them apart WARNING this story deals with depression it may have some trigger's just for you guys to be aware. -dani
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"I stared at her beautiful caramel skin, her glass skin. Even her freckles were smooth and soft. I'm not sure if other people would classify her as beautiful, but her large blueish gray eyes, the ones that held such intelligent and innocence and serenity, that is was impossible for me not to be held prisoner by them. Her cheekbones weren't high and defined, and her nose was a little too small to be considered perfect to other guys. However, her glorious features kept me captivated. Her lips weren't as I imagined them to be. I expected her to come with makeup on, maybe a little lip gloss, but they were coated with lip balm. I could smell it from here, the sweet scent of mango. She wore her natural hair, or at least I thought it was, and it was pulled into a high messy bun. There were curly baby hairs around her whole head. She wore diamond earrings. I expected her to be dressed up, since that's normally how I perceived girls to be, but she dressed comfortably. She wore a forest green sweatshirt, black tights, and brown Uggs. She might've been kinda creeped out by the way I was looking at her, but she was just so beautiful. She was my world."

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