Adopted by Magcon

Adopted by Magcon

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I'm tired. Tired of fake pretend parents. Tired of phony kids getting me in trouble. Tired of counselors saying, they'll come one day. •°•°•°•°•°• Hi. My name's Isabelle Stone and I'm ten years old. I have dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I'm a very hyper kid and I love to dance. I like making people laugh and I have a strange obsession polka dots. My mom died in a fire and who knows where my dad is. I got put an in orphanage at seven. There it was a little bit better but I hate it. I wanted a family. A real home. Someone who cares about me. The people at the orphanage don't really care. They just pretend then they could get more people to come and stuff like that. Then all that changed when I got Adopted by Magcon. Copyright. DO NOT COPY OR REPOST OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND BEAT YOU LIKE A FLUFFY NINJA
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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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