right journey, But wrong destination

right journey, But wrong destination

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"she loved mysteries so much, she became one" JG. life comes in different shapes and sizes, different ways and styles, but this one was the weirdest of all. Angelina was a beautiful girl, loved to live and lived to love. after going through a very tough accident and after facing a great loss, she learned that to survive, one must stay strong, even when he's dying. after a series of actions, this girl passes through a journey of unforgettable experiences, many laughs and tears and many great memories; and because of her story, everyone of us will learn something and will start seeing life in a different point of view. - including drama, fear, romance, sacrifice and a very quotable novel. All rights reserved © author: Cynthia hajj(Lebanon) sending my dearest appreciation to Maria Nassar.
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#1 Mystery | #1 Thriller | #1 Young Adult Have you ever known someone more than you know yourself? Known them so inside out that you could finish their sentences and know what they're thinking, just with a glance? That was Casey and I. We were the ultimate best friends. We knew more than we should about each other. I was hopelessly and undeniably in love with him. I still remember the day perfectly. I wish I could say there was something to hint that it was coming. There was nothing. I thought I knew everything about him. Apparently not. He killed himself and a part of me died along with him. He was dead, and so was I. Or, so I thought. ** Cover by Reachingformorex ** © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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