Life after life

Life after life

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Okay look most books are over love,scary,drama and stuff like that.They are really good books I'm into those books but I want to write one.So I'm going to write it about what I do and believe in.I believe in God I believe that when I die I will see my friends and family the ones that I miss and love and see every one else in heaven.But one of my teachers said that once you die and go to heaven no one will remember you.That they will be to much worshipping God.I don't Believe that because she said that they arnt even watching us.But I now my mema is she sends signs to prove that she watching over me.okay so while I'm going on about this I should add things I do well this is almost it I read hang with friend worship God.i love my life but there are times when I hate my life everyone has these feelings unless your God.
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My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.

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