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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Aug 12, 2015
Hi, my name is Samantha Marie. I love to write, but this 'story' is going to be a little different. Its about me, and my life. My feelings, family, emotions, events, and just life it general. 
I hope to write everyday, so I invite you to come and read about my life. I know a journal is where you write secrets and everything, that's what I am going to do. 
I hope my life is something you will enjoy reading about.
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Whisper's To A Stranger: To the Boy Who Didn't Know He Was Listening{COMPLETE✔️} ni hazeleyedsoul
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She had no one left to talk to. So she talked to him - a man who would never reply. For five years, Vaanika Subramaniam poured her soul into the DMs of a stranger. Not for attention. Not for love. Just to survive. To feel like someone, somewhere, might be listening. To the grief clawing at her chest. To the rage of growing up in a house that fed on silence. To the pain of being a girl the world tried to break - gently, slowly, and then all at once. That stranger? Ekaansh Vashisth. Actor. Icon. Lie. India's most beloved face - with a smile curated to perfection and eyes that forgot how to feel. At 34, he's drowning under fame, betrayal, and the unbearable noise of being wanted by everyone but loved by no one. Until one night - In the haze of heartbreak and insomnia - He opens his DMs. And finds 20,000 messages. From her. Messages that read like confessions. Like poetry. Like someone saw him without ever looking. And for the first time in years - he listens. While he is finally heard. What begins as curiosity becomes obsession. Because her whispers sound like home. Because she was unraveling - and he was the thread she didn't know she was clinging to. - This is not a love story. This is two broken people whispering into the void - and somehow, finding each other there. An age-gap slow burn. A story of unseen love, aching silence, and the way two strangers can unknowingly become each other's lifeline.
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The Way She Looked at Him cover
Once In A Lifetime cover
Sweet Realization  cover
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Everything He Ever Did✔️ cover
Mystery Diary (DISCONTINUED) cover
I Loved U Because I Had To cover
A Single Year in the Life of a Teenager (Editing) cover

Whisper's To A Stranger: To the Boy Who Didn't Know He Was Listening{COMPLETE✔️}

51 parte Kumpleto Mature

She had no one left to talk to. So she talked to him - a man who would never reply. For five years, Vaanika Subramaniam poured her soul into the DMs of a stranger. Not for attention. Not for love. Just to survive. To feel like someone, somewhere, might be listening. To the grief clawing at her chest. To the rage of growing up in a house that fed on silence. To the pain of being a girl the world tried to break - gently, slowly, and then all at once. That stranger? Ekaansh Vashisth. Actor. Icon. Lie. India's most beloved face - with a smile curated to perfection and eyes that forgot how to feel. At 34, he's drowning under fame, betrayal, and the unbearable noise of being wanted by everyone but loved by no one. Until one night - In the haze of heartbreak and insomnia - He opens his DMs. And finds 20,000 messages. From her. Messages that read like confessions. Like poetry. Like someone saw him without ever looking. And for the first time in years - he listens. While he is finally heard. What begins as curiosity becomes obsession. Because her whispers sound like home. Because she was unraveling - and he was the thread she didn't know she was clinging to. - This is not a love story. This is two broken people whispering into the void - and somehow, finding each other there. An age-gap slow burn. A story of unseen love, aching silence, and the way two strangers can unknowingly become each other's lifeline.