Monster
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Hope A feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. Hope is a word used to describe the feeling of need; desire. I have never felt this feeling. Or, maybe it's just that I never wanted to.. Isaiah Jackson. The local emotionless grocery store clerk. Just saving up pay for what his plans are after his finishing year attending school. 'School. Hell, really. The people there just expect too much from me. They expect me to do my work and listen to them at the same time. When it's already too much to attempt either, alone. I've never been the type of person to follow orders given by a higher authority. And when necessary I may have had to use violence in the past, to ensure that I was safe. Not to be messed with. If not, I know the people working here, and attending this hell hole, will only attempt to befriend me due to their own benefit.' Loneliness Sadness because no one has friends or company. Loneliness. Something that I've felt all of my life. Well, that and anger. Anger A strong feeling of annoyance, displeasure, or hostility. Anger. This and-as I said before- I will be forever haunted by.. The ghost. The Monster, that of my past
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[Featured by wattpad romance, teen fiction, young adult and psychologicalnovel] Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy. * * * from some of my readers of this book, thanks❤- ❝I LOVE YOUR STORY OKAY. THIS STORY AND YOUR WRITING- IT GIVES ME HOPE YOU KNOW.❞ - aimawrites ❝This is so different than so many stereotypical stories on here and i'm so glad i read it.❞ -lepus_leporis ❝They're both so poetic and beautiful and perfect for each other. GAHHhh I love them.❞ - alycecaswell ❝The way she vividly describes the world makes me so happy. Heat keeps rushing to my cheeks in pure euphoric joy. This book is making me so grateful for everything around me and I never want it to end.❞ - nylammeeyn [highest rank: 7 in sad] [cover by soulanatomy]

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