Scars Are The Proof Of Your Past

Scars Are The Proof Of Your Past

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This is a story about Adam Parker. After his mother passed away, he was always alone. He and his mother's relatives believed that she died because of Adam's father, Robert Robinson, who's apparently the seventh most richest person alive. He hated his father a lot and wanted to live independently. He strongly believes that each and every person has some hidden motive behind every action. He believes that when two people treat each kindly, they are playing 'a game of deception.' When Adam pressurised his father to let him study in California, his father accepted his proposal: but on one condition. He had to socialise with people over at his school. This wasn't something Adam liked to do, but he felt that it was a small price when compared to the freedom he would gain. Thus, his 2nd year high school life starts over at the school who's principal was Adam's mother's brother(his Uncle). The story is about him applying effort to get close to people even though he doesn't want to. But, there still some mysteries which remain: what did Adam's father do so that Adam believed that his mother died because of his father? Who was the spy which Adam's father sent to Adam's new school? And more importantly, how was Adam's father's brother Patrick involved in all of this?
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Haunted by the mantra "I'm nobody," I echoed these words in my mind, feeling as though my entire existence revolved around catering to the happiness of others. Despite having friends, a constant undercurrent of self-doubt lingered, as if I were an anchor holding them back. In the shadow of my brother Adam's fame with the renowned band Three Days Grace, I was the family's black sheep, an outcast in our town. My academic prowess and hardworking nature seemed to count for naught, dismissed by my father as failure. Even my past relationship revealed a cruel truth - I was a mere experiment for my ex-boyfriend's infidelity. While my brother Adam basked in the heroics of our town, I felt cast aside, deemed a potential threat to other teens and shunned like a contagious disease. Despite my pleas for help falling on deaf ears for years, my existence seemed insignificant, unnoticed. The reflection in the mirror, one last look before I just contemplated ending it all, reflected a soul weary of pleasing others at the cost of my own emotions. With black lipstick, I scrawled a poignant question on the mirror: "Are you happy?" In the final, desperate act, as I pushed myself to the brink, a rush of relief mingled with the pain. Yet, as I succumbed to the darkness, a familiar voice called my name, disrupting the silence. Awakening to a hospital room, my feet tied to the bed, a blond-haired, blue-eyed figure lay by my side, a silent sentinel. Even in my darkest moment, he defied my wishes, standing vigil over the remnants of a life I sought to escape. The tangled web of emotions unfolds as I grapple with the unexpected second chance, questioning whether the bonds of love and resilience can conquer the shadows that once consumed me.

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