Behind Closed  Doors

Behind Closed Doors

  • WpView
    LECTURES 79
  • WpVote
    Votes 16
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 4
WpMetadataReadEn cours d'écriture14m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., juil. 21, 2019
I walked into my room and threw my backpack on my bed. I am sick and tired of all their nonsense. I must not let it get to me. I called my brother in the other room. He was ready also. LET THE WAR BEGIN Hola! Pls this is my real first book,so pls read and vote. And one more thing, I DON'T WANT ANY HATE COMMENTS. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE BOOK,YOU ARE FREE TO REMOVE THE BOOK FROM YOUR LIBRARY. Thanks 😙😘☺
Tous Droits Réservés
#100
behindcloseddoors
WpChevronRight
Rejoignez la plus grande communauté de conteursObtiens des recommandations personnalisées d'histoires, enregistre tes préférées dans ta bibliothèque, commente et vote pour développer ta communauté.
Illustration

Vous aimerez aussi

  • I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy
  • Promise
  • Deep Desires : Miss Mafia
  • Bittersweet
  • AFTER HIGH SCHOOL
  • A COMPLETE JERK ✔
  •  My Babies Mystery Daddy.            (Completed March 2021)
  • 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄
  • "My Little Monster~"|| Selever X Reader [DISCONTINUED]
  • I'll Be Yours And You'll Be Mine. (simpbur x reader)

CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

Plus d’Infos
WpActionLinkDirectives de Contenu