In His Eyes

In His Eyes

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With her parents gone, and her absentee Uncle, Alyx had the large house all to her self. Any 15 year old girl's dream, right? Wrong. Alyx felt utterly alone about 24/7. Yeah sure, she had friends, but there was a hole in her heart that could never be filled. Or so she thought. Cambell was your average cherry red haired, blue eyed, black clothed "freak." Thrown out by his parents, and forced to live on the streets, Cam thought he had hit rock bottom. Starving and frozen, he sat there, wishing for someone to put him out of his misery. Until he met someone that changed him forever. Alyx and Cam both have their own problems to deal with but as Cam's problems become Alyx's, and Alyx's become Cam's, they learn what it's like to be loved, what it's like to have a family. But just because Alyx and Cam have found each other, it doesn't mean that everything's going to be alright again, this isn't a fairy tale, not even close, but having a special person by your side makes it a whole hell of a lot easier.
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®

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