Look At Me
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 19, 2020
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Daniella Pierce is what you would call "popular". She has many friends, parties, has an amazing boyfriend, and seems to have the perfect life, but no one sees her. No one sees her baggy eyelids, her tear-stained cheeks. No one knows the scary thoughts running through her head at exactly three am, the terrible nightmares following her whenever she goes to sleep. Even after Daniella tried committing suicide, no one sees. No one except for Ashton. Ashton is very different from Daniella. He's awkward, quiet, socially suicided. He keeps his friend circle very small and has never kissed a girl. He spends his time reading books, watching Netflix, and comes home every day to a drunk father and a dead-eyed mother. No one sees the depression and purple bruises lingering in his irises. But Daniella can. In this story, two totally different people meet and embark on a journey through true love and friendship. Through each other, Daniella and Ashton find the real meaning of happiness, real friendship, and trust. Can Ashton fix the girl who's heart is full of pain? Can Daniella fix this broken boy who seems to feel the same way she does? Read "Look At Me" to find out.
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"I'm sorry," he began, stepping forward "I couldn't say this over the phone. I couldn't. I just... I was so happy!" Your face fell, you were sitting here, dreading everything you had ever done, and he was happy. "When you told me, my heart stopped, I - I couldn't speak... I love you (Name.) and I couldn't tell you that, without wanting to touch you, to hold you, to make you mine, and just... just look at you." He sighed, his cheeks beet red, your own matching him style. TRIGGER WARNING TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED, WILL HATE, OR ARE SENSTIVE TO TOPICS INVOLVING DEPRESSION/ANXIETY #2 Dan #10 YOUTUBE

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