Hanging On
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Unlike most teenage girls, Annie Weston has a more important things to worry about than getting her very own happy ending. Her mother just committed suicide, and Annie believes that something she did might have led to her mother's demise. Her twenty-one year old brother is slipping back into his original alcoholic ways. The school's biggest bitch wants her head on a platter because she heard rumors that Annie was screwing with her boyfriend. And said boyfriend of the bitch is acting more than a little friendly. Add in the fact that she still has her Rhode Island School of Design application to fill out. But some unknown force is stopping her from putting pen to paper. Annie's world feels like it's crumbling down, piece by tiny piece. Annie will disappear into nothingness someday too, and there's really nothing she feels she can do to stop it. But maybe she can stop it just by gripping to the handlebars of life and refusing to slip away. Life's a roller coaster. Sometimes you've just got to hang on.
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[THIS IS A REWRITTEN VERSION OF THE OG] *** WARNING: Contains extremely triggering and mature content in almost every single chapter in this book, read at your own discretion. *** "That's not a fair deal." She whispered, more to herself than to me. "I know." "Sleep over but with no sex?" "No sex." I confirmed. She pursed her lips together and clenched her hands on the sides of the cabinet. Her eyes flitted over to the remains of two lines of ket. There was still a dusting of powder on the side. "Fine." One word. It was a miracle. I was certain she'd say no, but I'd wanted to try anyway. "No one can know." She reaffirmed. But as soon as those words were out she scraped the remaining powder onto her finger pads and snorted it. *** Cassie Moore is a walking mystery, but the ghosts of her childhood are neither glamorous nor intriguing. She is broken, and the perpetrator stays hidden in plain sight, taunting her with her very existence everyday at school. And one day, it all comes to a climax and her entire world shifts. This is a beautiful romance between two people who love each other more and more every day that goes by. Two people who better each other, a boy who sets a girl free. This is a journey between a girl and her emotions that are continually working against her. This is a tale of how two misfortunate people grow out and with each other in adversity.

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