Willow Gray

Willow Gray

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Mystery
It's funny how you set your walls high and thick with the intention of no one being able to ever penetrate through. It's also funny how someone comes out of nowhere, walks right through these insanely thick walls, builds their own little home and sets it ablaze shattering your heart in the process. But you know what is funnier? The simple fact that you're not laughing. My name is Willow Gray and this is my story. Willow Gray is a 17 year old spooky girl with psychopathic tendencies trying to navigate her way through life alone. At least that's what she thought before she was forcefully (not really) dragged into the torturous path of family, friendship and maybe even love. The good news is she gets to fight bad guys along the way and save her high school from a potential murder. It doesn't get more exciting than this, right?
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"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope &lt;3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22

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