Blinded
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Willow Greyson isn't your ordinary teenager. Ever since she was fourteen her father warned her never to trust anyone. For past four years, she has been on the run, from city to city to escape them. She is exactly the opposite of her deceased brother who enjoyed flirting with death. She is haunted by the ghosts of her past coming once again. Willow has faced boundless tragedies, but still she excelled forward. That is until the death of her loved one occurred. Blinded by hatred she mercilessly surpasses the obstacles, vowing to murder the ones who hurt her. Hope is impossible to her. It is her number one enemy. That is until she meets Wesley Harper. Willow and Wes journey to find more answers to their ruined city. All the while falling in love. But the question is... Is Willow willing to trust Wes enough to love him and open up, or will she be blinded by the tragedies and push him away?
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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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