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Before You Go

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Skinny Love: went two people are in love but are too afraid to tell each other, yet they still show it. 

Death: Welcoming. Scary. Sweet. Bitter. Happy. Horrid. Peaceful. 

Death doesn't really have just one definition, it means so many things good and bad to each individual soul. For many people it's bittersweet, just like my dear Isabelle

Before death there is life, a story to tell. This story, the one you are embarking to read, tells the story of life before death, and maybe a little more.



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My cover is awful, sorry about that. This is completely original, please do not steal, if you wish to use an idea from this book message me so that we can work something out. If the story is liked there will be a sequel! It has not yet been edited.

P.S. It's my first book I publish so please give me feedback!!All Rights Reserved

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