Where is the fun we wanted ?
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Last published Sat, Apr 5, 2025
It all started with a reckless decision, spiraling into a nightmare filled with crime, tears, guilt, and shocking betrayal. Thirteen girls, each battling their own personal demons-schizophrenia, anxiety, PTSD, bipolar disorder, and more-embarked on a dangerous adventure they never saw coming. What was supposed to be a quest for fun quickly turned into a journey that would change their lives forever. Unknowingly, they stepped into a world that would challenge not only their mental health but also their strength, their friendships, and their very identity. Welcome to Where Is the Fun We Wanted, a story of survival, transformation, and the unexpected paths we take when life forces us to confront our darkest fears.
By A_WeirdpersonA
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