WE WERE NEVER NORMAL

WE WERE NEVER NORMAL

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This story is about two individuals who felt different from other people. The story circles around Auvry and Evander, how they lived, survived and faced high school when they started to notice that they were something very different from others. I would like to ask you, what would you feel if your friends since Kindergarten started to go under the stage of puberty, then you're there in the corner wondering why it's not happening to you? I asked that to myself too. Luckily, I didn't experienced that. But in this story, two teenagers are! Experience and get hooked in this mysterious, romantic, teenage life with Auvry, Evander and their friends as they discover waaay more than human creatures can explain. Author's words : I just want to say that this story is based on my own imaginations and the books that I had read for the past few years. All scenes chapters that this story contains are my own ideas, and imaginations. Some scenes maybe similar to other stories or books, but it's mine. So, I hope everyone will appreciate that. Know that nobody is perfect. I'm just a 14 year old who really likes to imagine. Sorry if some of the words or phrases are wrong grammar. I'm still learning. I hope you enjoy and please click the vote button if you like it!
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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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