Another story to be told
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  • Reads 53
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 2
  • Time 13m
Ongoing, First published May 14, 2019
Mature
When I was 9 years old my parents and I had this sort of ritual or tradition whatever you want to call it... Every first of the month we go to this woodsy type of thing and have a picnic no matter the temperature to welcome the season amd they used to make me run to catch up with them everytime I fell behind. At the age of 12 I start to be a hormonal teenage girl and I wouldn't want to greet the seasons... I would have gone that day if I new that was going to be the last time I see them... All I could think of that day when the police came knocking at my door telling me about the incident was how stupid I was for not telling them I loved them...

Fuck my life

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Wendizzy's Writer Room

2 parts Ongoing

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.