Accepting the Past...(a Colin Ford Fanfiction)

Accepting the Past...(a Colin Ford Fanfiction)

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When a tradgity strikes, there is no way to undo what has been done. Well for Samantha Harrison, this is what her life has been like ever since it happened. And she blames herself for it. And now she cannot take away what she has done to her self because of her horrific past. When a new boy comes to town and attendeds her school, he notices her and only her. But he also notices something else too. Her scars. He wants to help her get through. Will he? Or will he just love her from a distance? ...will she accept the past?
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But there was something about Charlotte. She wasn't like the most prettiest girl in the world, but anyone with heart could tell that she had a beautiful heart. A heart that could easily be broken. A heart that needed to be protected. -- Her parents dead. Everything she ever cared for, gone. She lives on the streets, shelter filled with people who want revenge. She's dangerous. Dangerous to even look at. She finds herself registering at a high-school. Broke, orphaned and lost. She's in trouble and she can't hide forever. High school seems like the most perfect place to hide. When the last shard of her past supposedly dies, there's no one to turn to. When she finds herself in captivity from someone she pissed off, she is saved by her tutor, Peter. Coincidentally, he has a similar past to hers. Together, they detangle themselves from the mess they are entangled in. Twists and turns strangle their necks, making it harder and harder to breathe. Life falls, and death rises. Holding onto that last shred of hope can be dangerous. When one of them is lost forever, the other mourns loudly but is unheard. But nothing will ever be enough.

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