The Lost Original  (Continuing to write)

The Lost Original (Continuing to write)

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This is the story of a 15 year old girl named Skyler Woods living in a strangle world, living around normal people on a piece of land floating above there worlds problems. Skyler never felt like she belonged where she was. In this book she goes through lots of good and bad things, such as pain, anger, confusion, love, heartbreak, and more but most of all lots of questions about what she's told is right Falling.....It's really hard to breath.....What's happening again? Why's it dark? I open my eyes and I see the floating piece of land getting smaller and smaller.....then remembering I had a parachute! I started to pull the string the first time it didn't shoot, maybe a second, third, forth, fifth? It still didn't shoot, pure panic started to hit till finally it blew out of the bag but by then there was only a few feet until I hit the ground. Then before I knew it a sharp pain came to my head and everything went dark.......
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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