My Urban Love Story

My Urban Love Story

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Chanel Dixon relocated to Manhattan with her father for college at NYU. Unsure about the future, her whole entire world may be about be flipped upside down, but is she mistaken? Maybe, Maybe not. This nail biting story about a girl just struggling to make it, will take you through Chanel’s budding sex life, her relationships, and the trials and tribulations that will either make or break her. Follow her journey and see where life takes her, who she meets on the way, and who she will be forced to let go of to find true happiness. This is an urban story. It will connect especially with black women and teens on an emotional level. Please note: This is strictly off the top of my head, and at some point it will come a R-Rated so don’t say I didn’t warn you ;) Hope you enjoy this story (:
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My name is Brooklyn Robert. I'm 17, head cheerleader since my freshman year, I have fair grades and people always compliment me on my looks even though I see myself as completely ordinary. I have to admit that my life includes indeniable advantages. My mother, Laurence Robert - pronounced in French s'il vous plaît - is a worldwide renowned fashion designer, meaning that I have quite a lot of pocket money along with a huge property to my disposal. For a teenager who just gets started in life, those assets may lead one to believe that I have all the tools to be happy and successful. But I'm not. I reached the bottom so fast and so hard that I couldn't see a way out. I was trapped in a dark hole with no issue. I was so tired that my only desire was to end it. I wanted it so bad that I swallowed two bottles of sleeping pills and I let myself be taken away by that haunting darkness. But it didn't work. I'm still here, alive and ready to die. #1 sexualorientation #2 suffering #11 girlxgirl __________________________ [Explicit content. May be triggering (rape, suicidal thoughts, sexual assault, violence, revenge porn...). Please take care of yourselves.]

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