My Teacher Poppy

My Teacher Poppy

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His tough facade melted while i watch in awe to see his true skin. He never wanted to be the bad guy, he needs to be the bad guy. Jared Marshall McCallister was the only boy i ever talk to when I was 15. I wanted to be somewhere in his life, perhaps, a friend. And then i saw it with my very own eyes, orange lights shine against the dark sky. His voice in terror. I stood there with unfamilliar feeling I have never felt before. Our eyes met, his was shiny with unshed tears. That was the last time I saw him. p.s. English is not my first language and although im not from America, the story needs to be set there for the story to move like how the redditor told their story. Yes, this is inspire from a reddit post.
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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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