Innocent Tears

Innocent Tears

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For Natalie Ridner Langston, life was always hard. She was different, weird, a freak. That was what caused her misery. She doesn't follow news, music, trend well. She lives in her own little world, doing what she loves. Reading, Studying Nobody could talk to her. She was a nerd. She didn't know anything. Only knowledge, only nerd stuff. Nobody wants to be friends with her. She's all alone. Left, ignored, betrayed, bullied, insulted. She has always thought that her future might end up bad. She has no friends, no companion. That was what she thought. Until, It all changed when she met a stubborn asian girl Let's see how her life changes
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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)

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