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End Game
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Complete, First published Apr 14, 2013
Mature
This is the story of Hannah Finley.  All she has ever wanted is to feel like she belongs.

A girl who is trying to learn to love herself after finally leaving an abusive household.  Leaving for the first time, to go to away to college, she runs into the boy that broke her heart...only he never knew he owned it. She has to deal with the issues and fears that come with having a mother who suffers from mental illness and was abusive towards her, all on top of having a new body since losing one-hundred pounds.  This is a story of a girl learning to love herself...and maybe the cute boy.
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