They Call Me Emo Girl

They Call Me Emo Girl

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I felt the blood run down my wrist as she squeezed my forearm. I winced and heard her laugh. "What are you going to do about it Emo Girl?" ----------------------- No one ever called her by her real name, if they even knew it. Ryder is always the target for abuse in her school. But with only 3 months left can she hang on, or is something bigger happening? --------------------- 'I love the way we can relate to her' @Loriannewillard12 'Your book is amazing I love reading it!!!' @ashleytottenham 'Update! pls this is my drug' @TheJillgirl03 'Ahh you need to update!! I love it!' @GreendaywishPj This story is currently unedited and discontinued. RANKED: #2 in 'emolove' (05/2018) RANKED: #1 in 'emolove' (06/2018) Cover image is of me and by me.
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