14 letters of Anna

14 letters of Anna

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We were a typical high school class: arrogant footballers (myself included), snooty cheerleaders, bullied nerds and a handful of nondescript average students. One of them was Anna. Average look, good grades, not many friends and never talking much. Nobody could even guess how much Anna actually had to say, how many thoughts she made and how strong her urge was to let the outside world be part of it. Not until that day. Not until the day Ms. Miller came to philosophy class with that black box. You want to know what was in the box? Letters. 14 letters from Anna. Anna, who died 2 weeks after the class found out about her leukemia. 14 letters in which Anna gradually opened my eyes. I'm Mark, by the way. Mark Dawson and here is how Anna's story changed my life.
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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