Sophmore Fucking Year
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- Votos 1
- Capítulos 1
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⚠️TW⚠️THERE WILL BE MENTIONS OF SUICIDE
This story takes place in the school year of 2021-2022. The timeline will be roughly month by month.
This book is about my experience through my High School Sophomore year. I'm making this so people can relate and they know they're not alone. There is always someone that is going through/has gone through the same struggles.
I'll be posting each part/chapter every once in a while. I'll try and do every week but if I can't then I'll you all know in an editors note here or something.
The names in this book are fake for the sake of privacy and other obvious reasons.
A huge thank you to some of my friends to help brainstorm on the cover of the book!!
Please comment your feedback I really wanna know how it's going.
Ty!
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