A Goddess' Imagination...

A Goddess' Imagination...

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Merilyn hates life just because she knows she's going to die at the end of it. She feels it's completely unnecessary to go through pain she didn't even bring on herself. Merilyn is just a fourteen-year-old student at the strictest school in all of Africa. Top-notch grades, essays, and the best athlete. It's all boring though. Only a few annoying friends to keep her distracted, but when she's all alone, she runs away into the delightful pleasures of her own imagination. Watch (Or read...it really doesn't matter.), as she explores her own mythical universe and loops between the real world and the faux one.
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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

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