Lost In A World

Lost In A World

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Chapter 1 My story starts off in Thebes Greece Im not to sure what date when I was born. When I was born you can say that I was born unique. In June 7 2004 I was adopted by a sweet couple. But I still don't know who is my birth mother and father, but don't worry about that. Something magical happens. The craziness started on January 1 2015, when I was experiencing very strange dreams with and human figures I was never able to see correctly at them and one of them kept saying "I can't be even happier". I thought it's was nothing really important but I was wrong. But, I'm not going into details just now, I need to tell you something's about dear old me first I am very intelligent,creative,adventurers, and a kind person. Also my foster parents moved to Toronto Canada after they adopted me. And I go to Immaculate Conception Catholic school where my social life began. And witch is not a pretty good one either. I don't really fit in school because all the kids there are all popular.
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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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