Wasted Time
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Last published Tue, Oct 6, 2015
Authors Note:
lets start with none of the facts in this story are true it is all purely made up out of boredom and creativity. I love the boys and I know fan fictions can be weird sometimes, but i mean, what are you gonna do? Everyone, I hope you enjoy this and remember I'm always open to feed back.
Jamie, there are many ways to describe Jamie, but in this moment she is scared and lost. Her mother recently has passed away and her mother was the only person standing between her and her abusive father. Jamie finds herself alone, with no one, she is running away from the forever present threat. She has no one she can count on anymore. She pushed away her best friend in the previous three months, not wanting any of her families dark secrets to escape to anyone. Sometimes the universe works in strange ways, it sends people on strange courses and just when you think you are okay, content with being alone, you will meet someone, when you aren't searching and they will begin to help you see the better things the world has to offer. Or someone will come into your life who is an absolute poison, who tears you down. Which will Jamie meet on her endeavors? What path will Jamie travel?
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