UNIQUE ✨

UNIQUE ✨

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We all know the saying that we only live once ??‍?? And that life is one big mystery. We can't let people,emotions,incidents come in the way of lIving life to the fullest. Yes! There is always gonna be bumps and bruises along the way. Heck there is no easy way to sugarcoat the pain of coming across failure ? it stinks that's for sure ?‍?the beginning is always the hardest. Some of the content will be a little confusing But u will get there I'm a hundred percent ? positive BOOM ? an idea struck me; I was in my bedroom Contemplating whether to reply my unread messages on WhatsApp or continue watching my all time favorite series on Netflix "IZOMBIE" but then it hit me like a ton of bricks ?? Why don't I write something on watt pad, that will pass the time: I said to myself. Here I go.......... I hope u like it, It's a working progress Vote/comment/follow
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®

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