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BLACK SHEEP

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Have you ever felt that you are the black sheep in a herd of white lambs? 
It could be in your family, or in the Church, or in any setting where everyone seems to be doing according to the rules with so little effort except you.

Hopefully, this book will be good news for anyone who thinks he or she is the black sheep of just any group or the family.

If people have also referred to you as someone 'too needy', consider this the best news as it just might qualify you to move to the front of the line where Jesus waits. The more any of us need Him, the more He likes it. Our future is ahead of us and in the annals of kingdom history, redeemed black sheep will hear, "Well done, good and faithful servant."All Rights Reserved

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Finding Love by dreamy_cinnamon

Sara and Liam are two broken people, each with their own pain, each trying to heal from their own mistakes and put the pieces of their lives back together. But will they be able to create a beautiful mosaic of their own, or will their broken pieces just shatter all over again? Sara is determined to live a full life and repay a debt, but can you force yourself to be happy? Can you find the right formula to make it all seem bright and shiny? Liam is trying to live a righteous life, and prove to everyone that his second chance is worth it. He doesn't want to let anyone down, but will he find true happiness in doing so? Take a journey of self-healing with Sara and Liam as they find their peace together. Loving and living to the fullest is a way of life and finding that peace within yourself is a journey. Come, let's take this journey with them and find out if they can make it work.

The leaving 11 years on on going stopped up dating for a awhile by CarolOBrien1

The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.

Kentucky Kaleidoscope by Angela107247

My family is not descended from royalty. We have nothing of consequence nor of large value. We are not incredible. Nor are we ordinary. And we are not strikingly dull. We are who we are. We are off and sometimes normal. We are you. Sometimes we are no one. We are alone. And on occasion not so alone. Our story is unique. Our story is our own. Our story could be your story. You will understand what it is to be us. You'll understand what is to scream within your mind. If you can relate then keep reading. If you can not relate I suggest for you keep reading. Maybe you'll find us curious. A kaleidoscope of colors. Abstract and disorienting to the eye.

It was under control by myrealnameisasecret

Jules Hart returns to the psychiatric ward, her life has fallen apart once again. She had it under control. Or was it all just her imagination? She encounters trials and tribulations with her eating disorder recovery, being forced into situations like no other; ending in painful repercussions and unhealthy coping mechanisms. After deciding she no longer wants help, Jules escapes the psychiatric ward; resulting in her attempting to take her own life. The consequence of her actions, broke Tom's heart in the process, all the while he held her sick body. Her life has led her down the path of having to recover from not only the torturous eating disorder, but the addictive self harm and torment of the suicidal ideation. Let's just hope Jules gets her happy ending... ~ "GET OFF ME! GET THE HELL OFF ME! I DON'T LIKE BEING TOUCHED! GET THE FUCK OFF ME. TOM PLEASE HELP ME. TOM! PLEASE GET THEM OFF ME. I'M SO SCARED!" Jules's fragile body was making a forceful connection with the cold and unsympathetic ground. Her bloodline exiting and tainting her body and all of the surroundings. Her painful and emotional screams echoed the white corridor, while Jules's body shook and shivered, and dizzy spells with blurry covered eyes; forced her body and mind to experience a feeling of disconnection. The fit of fear that swirled in the pit of Jules's stomach made her head jolt violently side to side, along with front and back; causing her forehead to strike the floor. ~TW: Eating disorder, suicide and self harm mentioned throughout~

The Twisted Mind by marvelousmayam

"I felt as if I didn't belong, And I felt as if i'm not sick enough" Alfie struggles with the concept of food. He loves it, he hates it and just wants to find peace with it and within himself. He wants to make up with his body, his mind but he's lost all control so he's finding it hard to live. Alfie Hailo, a 16 year old swimmer, has been struggling with food since the age of 13. His parents put him in dance class when he was 6 but he was getting bullied as he got older, so decided to quit and choose a more 'masculine' sport.His father also left the family home 2 years prior and has been struggling to understand why. He has amazing friends, and an amazing family who love and care for him dearly but, he doesn't feel this. He feels like he has to be perfect. With the pressure of school, and having to keep up to the social norms of a professional swimmer, it's hard for Alfie to concentrate. He needs the help. And to do this, Alvin helps. Alvin helps him find his worth, take control, and makes his life easier, or so he seems. His best friends, Killian and Ruby, know Alfie inside and out. They know his family life, school life. And this is because Alfie is a simple person. He has never had a detention, nor has he been expelled. He's a straight A student with no history of alcohol or drug abuse. Will they suspect anything? How will Alfie proceed with his excruciating pain. Will he cover it up or will he find the courage to speak up and seek help?

Nothing Like That by Nangianni

Life, that's the funny thing about it. We always wanted things to go the way that we imagined it too, but of course plans just always have to change. What if we could've thought about how we wanted our lives to go from in the womb? Wouldn't that make everything so much better? What if we could've created our husbands/wives for ourselves, would that make us a God/Deity? Maybe, just maybe. We were all just living our truths and we needed people to come into our lives to shine the light where we always played blind to. This was about to be the reality of everything that we tried so hard to envisioned for ourselves. Truths are about to be tested, faith was about to be questioned and most importantly Love was about to be granted.

BARROW ME A SHELTER by Kymorgan

-Look at me! Look at my body and don't you dare to lie and say that is normal. People look at me like I was a disease, a contagious disease who gets attached to you, like a virus, travels through your body burns your hope, range shots your dreams, massacre your faith and your mental health. A virus that makes people gossip, whisper about everything. Your clothes size, your stretched skin, the amount of fat that you carry every where you go. You don't know what Is is like to live as I do. This virus eats me alive , makes me crave and urge for food , while I have my face buried in the toilet , throwing up , eating back, exercise and control. You can't love me, you can't love something like me, ans i know. It's a nightmare that crawls up my mind in pure day light. _____________________________________ He needed to met the next sunset in hopes he would starve to death or find the end of the road to a Clift, where his body could be found at the end of the tale that was written to be his life, however his tale couldn't end there, where his fears would be transported to the next life and hunt him for eternity.forced to find a placed after escaping death, at this new journey he found the healing his body, mind, soul needed, so did she.

Then he came along by Kuchi_m_s04

My life could be described in three words. Loving but unloved. I knew my whole family cared less about me and many who were close to us knew it. It was an undeniable fact.Some would say I was ungrateful because my parents gave me everything- everything except their love. At times I prayed to God to give me another family but I knew better than that. He always has reasons for doing all things. I was raised in a home with 9 other siblings so at first I thought it was due to that fact. But it wasn't. They loved, cared and spoilt all my siblings. It stung each time I saw how happy they were even without me. It was like I never even existed. However, I existed just as the Hunts little secret and as the family black sheep. They thought I had some mental problem but I didn't. On another hand, I remained hopeful that my family would come to love me for who I was. I remained hopeful that my parents would shower me with the same love they did my siblings. But then he came along and changed everything.

Fragile by Sn0w_Flake_Princess

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Fix Me, I'm Broken by Ana11e1y

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Finding Love

Sara and Liam are two broken people, each with their own pain, each trying to heal from their own mistakes and put the pieces of their lives back together. But will they be able to create a beautiful mosaic of their own, or will their broken pieces just shatter all over again? Sara is determined to live a full life and repay a debt, but can you force yourself to be happy? Can you find the right formula to make it all seem bright and shiny? Liam is trying to live a righteous life, and prove to everyone that his second chance is worth it. He doesn't want to let anyone down, but will he find true happiness in doing so? Take a journey of self-healing with Sara and Liam as they find their peace together. Loving and living to the fullest is a way of life and finding that peace within yourself is a journey. Come, let's take this journey with them and find out if they can make it work.