It Wasn't Me Or Myself

It Wasn't Me Or Myself

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It all started on a so fucking rainy day. Everyone wanted not to get off of their beds. Even for myself... Though it was raining I had to report to Cafe D' Bollawhere the coffee shop where I used to work. While I walking through the alleys, I heard that. Oh! I forgot that my name is Shannah Jensen. 18 years for this September. Everyone has their reasons to keep secrets, no one's innocent. At this point of now, I'm a dead person! But I believe you wanna hear my story, isn't it? I killed myself under the pressure that came from my body, mind, and soul. You may think I was an asshole to kill myself. Yeah, I was kinda assohle to take myself from me! But here you're ready to listen to my story very patiently. Ongoing #1 Violations #35 curiosity
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Trigger warning for the following: -mature content -some strong language -fighting -mentions of abuse Everything was cool. It was fine and normal until, a new family moves I'm next door. The beautiful family seemed normal enough, but something was off. Their son didn't fit into the rest of them. He was mysterious and seemed a little bit standoffish. He seemed rude and like he didn't belong. Meeting him went well, and she catches his eye. Going to school together and their families spending some time together causes them to grow closer. So close that things happen. What happens? Do sparks fly?

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