Just Practice Writing

Just Practice Writing

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So this is just me writing out some stuff I had as an idea for a book but scrapped in almost instantly because it was so shit and I had no idea where it was going. But basically it's little parts of a theory session taking place with a therapist (obviously) and a 15 year old girl who is seeing him for her because of her countless efforts to commit suicide. I had no idea where to take it from there, so this is about it. Lack of motivation keeps me from writing any more for this.
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"I set a alarm for a twelve o'clock so I could be the first one tell you happy birthday... happy birthday." I'm seventeen now. I turned the complete opposite direction from James, avoiding any eye contact or touch. "You knew." His voice suddenly sounded like a country love song to my ears. Everything's different. The smell of Cinnamon and Chocolate chip cookies fill my nose. My wolf already knows, and she's scratching at my insides to get to him, but I want cement to cover my feet and hold me here, forever. "Yes, I did, Victor told me." I shut my eyes really tight as his aroma got stronger, telling me he's walking toward me. I want to keep walking, but I know that in one step my feet will betray me. "I don't want, this, James... I don't want it." ================ *This book does has one scene of sexual content*

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