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Life Goes On Without You (Rewrite)

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Parts 18
Time 1h 24m

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Amina Islam knows that when people look at her they do not see her. They see everything  but her, her brown skin, her far too dark eyes, and most importantly her headscarf.  

A new school means a new start, a way to escape from the demons that make her so different. There is more to her than she will admit, secrets wound with the fabric upon her head.

She didn't mean to draw the attention of Rosewood's most popular, though that is hardly a good description of the three boys that seem to be curious if anything about what makes her tick. Why is she so passionate, so ready to face them, tell them they are wrong?

That's the thing about someone who tells you, you are wrong, you want to know why.

Why does she dress like that?

Why does she speak like that?

Why is she so afraid whilst still being so very brave?

Why, is the question they ask, but Amina is more than a single answer, we all have our skeletons in our closet, each and everyone of them has something to hide.

Follow the story of friendship, and difference, learning to love, and learning to heal.

Life may go on without you, but she will always wait for you.All Rights Reserved

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Beyond Your Ken -Book One by Jaynhi

A complete blackout had occurred to me while I lay down almost lifeless at the school's hallway. The smell of blood, the sight of blood made my cries heavier. Their laughter as they walked away, leaving me all alone at the hallway to die. I slowly lifted up an arm from the floor and slowly touched my head in fear. I looked at my bloody palm and my heaving fastened. I was going to die. I knew I was. All this didn't stop me. Dying over and over again because of his Victim game still didn't stop me. "I'm really stupid for still loving you after what you did to me. I thought I was like the special girl you ever met but it hurts when I realize I'm just like every girl you had to screw. I'm just like every girl you had to break up with after you were done with them. It was Freya, Hillary and some other girls who keep glaring at me anytime they see me and now I'm next. Do you have fun torturing other girls just because they like you?" I became a hateful Victim. NB: Contains Mature Themes & Strong Language Rated 18+ Book 1 of the Victim Games

Clash by heavenwrites07

I locked eyes with him. He walked towards me and I harshly turned away. I did not want to talk to him,be associated with him,or even look at him. He backed away as he began to notice who was walking besides me. He looked hurt,I'm not sure why,as I was the one who saw him literally make out another girl,then I fainted from it. Damn I was weak. Then I saw her. She looked a little flustered cheeks slightly tinted lipstick smudged skirt higher than usual and not on purpose or maybe it was who knew? -------------------------- They have their differences,one of the biggest being the belief is God. What happens when bad boy Xavier Harris falls in love with good girl Kaylah Bakir heartbreak or heartfelt?

Wanted to be loved (Islamic Story) by Delicate_crystals

"You will do it. You have to teach me. I will make you do it." He took a step toward me. I didn't stepped back, expressing that I was not afraid, ready for anything. "I will inform the Principal that you have caused another plight. And he will blindly accept it. And threw you out of his college." He threatened me. His lips tugged up to evil smirk. He stepped back, making measurable distance between us. I breath out a sigh of relief. "And you are already a transfer student. You might have no career ahead." He finished, as the smirk playing on his lips grew wider. He really have lost his sanity, didn't he? "Do you really believe, that I will be terrified with your empty threats." I narrowed my eyes at him. My growing lava of rage from the past days over took, ready for a rupture. I won't back out this time. "Never!" I screamed at out of my lungs. "I have went through hell! And I can start from scratches again." I spat at him and tried to walk pass him. As I said 'tried' He grabbed my arm, pulled me back harshly. I stumbled back prevented myself from falling. His smirk faded away, giving space to a deep scowl. My elbow started growing in deep pain. You are stronger than this. "You have not even witnessed hell. Blue. But if you walk pass me, ignore my demand again, I will make sure that you engross every part of hell. Blue." He warned me, but he didn't know what I have faced. "I dare you Damon!" with that said I left the room. Leaving him alone once again ○○○•○•○•○•○•○○•○•○•○○• This is a story about a broken heart bad boy and a miserable life of a muslim girl. Will she ever be able to cure his broken heart and fix her life with him? Or things will take a new turn, and they will be drowned in unpredictable tragedy.

The Fun In Being Bad by lizapizza214

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When It All Falls Down by AuggiePooh_

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Broken To Become Stronger by GardenOfReflections

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Shamming by MaramHossam

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Beyond Your Ken -Book One

A complete blackout had occurred to me while I lay down almost lifeless at the school's hallway. The smell of blood, the sight of blood made my cries heavier. Their laughter as they walked away, leaving me all alone at the hallway to die. I slowly lifted up an arm from the floor and slowly touched my head in fear. I looked at my bloody palm and my heaving fastened. I was going to die. I knew I was. All this didn't stop me. Dying over and over again because of his Victim game still didn't stop me. "I'm really stupid for still loving you after what you did to me. I thought I was like the special girl you ever met but it hurts when I realize I'm just like every girl you had to screw. I'm just like every girl you had to break up with after you were done with them. It was Freya, Hillary and some other girls who keep glaring at me anytime they see me and now I'm next. Do you have fun torturing other girls just because they like you?" I became a hateful Victim. NB: Contains Mature Themes & Strong Language Rated 18+ Book 1 of the Victim Games