the day after tomorrow

the day after tomorrow

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After Wendy Testaburger tried to take her own life, Bebe finds out why. They're aged up in this!!!! (Juniors in high school-around 17) A/N: Most of this is based on my life. Almost all of the stories happens to me, or my friends, and I don't have a therapist so they're all going here. Considering that, it may not be the most accurate to the show. Please don't judge me for how shitty(or innacurate) this is. If I'm being honest, I don't really care all too much. I just wanted to write. Thanks for reading(though I doubt anyone is). ALSO- I am a very busy person :/ this may not get updated too much(maybe once a week?) P.S.- if you get the titles reference please marry me :) Btw-as you probably know, I don't own south park or any of the characters!! (all of this is copy and pasted from my a03!!)
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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