The California Discrepancy

The California Discrepancy

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Felicity Tarrabain was one of the few kids her age who actually had their lives on track. Unfortunately, all of that changed when her father died. Moving to California to live with four boys she barely knew was more her idea of insanity than reality. However once she crossed borders, insanity became something she felt all too accustomed to. Learning how to cope with her fathers death, moving to another country, and worst of all living with four irresponsible boys was difficult. Especially since one of the boys fatherly instincts kicked in, making sure that Felicity never left his side. He felt the need to protect her, and much to her annoyance that meant spending a lot of time with each other. And as much as Felicity would hate to admit it, sometimes it's nice having a brother. Or is he more than that?
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®

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