Trust Fall

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Parts 9
Time 55m

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I'm Haley Lovato, I'm about to turn 17 years old. I've never hidden anything from my mother before. Lately I've been full of secrets, secrets I have to keep. What happens when you can't tell your hero what happened to you?All Rights Reserved

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Sequel to The Way He Lies Look at yourself. Take a look at yourself. Stand in front of the mirror, and stare the reflection that looks back at you right in the eyes. This is what you created. The life you've created for yourself. The person that your friends know, your family knows, that you know better than anyone. Do you like your life? Or do you wish you could turn back time and re-write your story? That's what I did, or what I tried to do. I'm not sure what I tried to do. Was I re-writing my past or just simply running away from it? It definitely seemed easier to run. It wasn't so easy to re-write your past though, it would be like messily scribbling out lines written in dark blue pen, people could still see the mistakes you had made while seeing that you're trying to correct them. Where as running? No one needs to know anything. So tell me, which choice do you think I made?

I'm Mariana Torres, and I'm 15 years old. Not that it matters anyway. Most people wouldn't even take the time to hear my name, I guess I'm just not important. Well, that's what my mom says anyway. I wouldn't call my life the best. If you count being abused daily at home and at school the best, then maybe it is. I'm always bullied at school, even though I don't physically or mentally hurt anyone, they just love to mess with me. Some kids say I'm better off dead, and sometimes, I believe it. I guess you'll hear more about later, that is if you care enough. I could always use someone to listen, better yet... a friend. *Trigger Warning*

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It's What Mothers Do by wordsweneversaid

Based off my imagine 'What Mothers Do' from my Demi Lovato/You Imagines. Sleepless nights, consuming depression, empty threats and frightening revelations is what has become of seventeen year old Y/N Lovato Valderrama's life, and that's just before the birth of her baby. Read to find out how the teenager and new grandparents handle the new addition to their family. Cover by @susanlovato © All Rights Reserved.

Orphans of the night by Demilovatofanfic22

I'm Blossom, cute name I know. That's not my real name, that's just my street name. Everyday is a mission, fending for myself and living on the streets. It wasn't always like this though. My orphanage ran into debt and had to close down. Most of the kids found emergency foster homes but for the rest of us that weren't so lucky. We had no choice but to take to the street. As the saying goes, until one day I was lucky enough to be in the same place at the same time as THE Demi Lovato. Of course being an orphan and living on the streets I didn't know who she was.

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Sequel to The Way He Lies Look at yourself. Take a look at yourself. Stand in front of the mirror, and stare the reflection that looks back at you right in the eyes. This is what you created. The life you've created for yourself. The person that your friends know, your family knows, that you know better than anyone. Do you like your life? Or do you wish you could turn back time and re-write your story? That's what I did, or what I tried to do. I'm not sure what I tried to do. Was I re-writing my past or just simply running away from it? It definitely seemed easier to run. It wasn't so easy to re-write your past though, it would be like messily scribbling out lines written in dark blue pen, people could still see the mistakes you had made while seeing that you're trying to correct them. Where as running? No one needs to know anything. So tell me, which choice do you think I made?

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