It All Started At The Bridge

It All Started At The Bridge

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"I'm sorry for everything I've done I really am but this is, it's the only way to end it'' I was about to jump off the bridge of where my family died until someone spoke out, '' hey, you okay'' I looked behind me to see a boy that was not so far away but it was very dark so I couldn't really see him I took off I didn't want to be sent to a home of suicidal children so I ran and ran until everything became dark. All I heard left was beep noises and the boy. ''hey ,hey, wait up'' he called •••••• There was a girl her name was Callie, She was going through a rough patch and led her to almost committing suicide, until a boy saved her life but not how you think he did. No he scared her, she ran off, he tried to find her, she went hiding, he failed, she was finally starting junior year, he was too. What happens? Join the adventure with us in the junior year start where love fails and awaits them.
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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