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Untold
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Complete, First published Nov 09, 2014
What we were. What we could have been. What we felt. What we saw. What they saw. What went wrong. What went right. What we didn't say. 

We were to young to understand. We were in the right place at the wrong time. This is us coping with what happened and how things went down. These are the things that made us who we are, before even meeting each other. We locked up our feelings, and chose not to say anything. That was the biggest mistake. 

What we left untold.
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68 parts Complete Mature

❝Looking at us, I see your smile, and I feel your hand, and I wonder, truly, if we are meant to survive this journey.❞ Based on a true story in which a group of teens battle love, life, and sociality.