Overcoming Oblivion

Overcoming Oblivion

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But who could love me? I am out of my mind. Teenagers; they have so much freedom, so much love, so much hate, so much passion and so much growth. One day when you realize that the world you live in isn't as perfect as you thought, and you have to try so hard to make it perfect for yourself. A plot twist when a young 16 year old girl realizes that the decisions she makes will either make or break her future. A fear of not being know or recognized haunts her every thought; move; and action. Will she be able to conquer this fear? Or will it bring her down like all her other hopes and dreams?
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