Untitled So Far

Untitled So Far

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Maybe you're reading this thinking "I'm looking for someone just like me. Maybe I'm not so alone." Maybe after you read about me, you'll think "I'm nothing like you." or "What is wrong with you?" or maybe you'll judge me. Or maybe..just maybe you'll read this and say I'm just like you. Maybe you are me.. However, the best I can hope for is "I'm glad I read this. Maybe I'll understand that girl who sits alone in english a little better." or "Maybe I should talk to that kid whos always staring at his food in lunch." Maybe you'll look back and say hey , that Juliet knew a little bit more than me, and maybe you'll even try to change something around you. Maybe you'll realize how cruel the world is and you will save someone. Even if you only save yourself. Well.. this is my story. As told by Juliet. And I hope you are better at being your own savior than I was. This description is most likely temporary due to the fact Im writing it during physics and it doesn't pull in the reader as well as the story line should and will.
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saving hope it is about a girl who goes through a number imaginable things. She dealt with the loss of her father and the remarriage she had to go through with an abusive stepfather who drank too much, she had to suffer from anxiety, depression, and ptsd. At first it was a project in middle school that me and four other friends decided to do because we all loved writing and we were learning about the world and all the mess that it was we were learning about all the bad before we got to the good. And we wanted to write about it. I had gotten abused and wrote the main thing happening in the beginning. But as I was writing over the years it took a change. I experienced loss and abuse and I felt like the whole world was crumbling around me and my mind was telling me I was alone. I started to write my story tweaked enough to where no one could tell. I put in things that wouldn't happen in real life but made a good story but the base of it was me. It doesn't have a happy ending but it has a meaning to me. I call it my brain vomit and my novel baby. It isn't perfect but neither am I. I have been wanting to publish this fully and I have on a seperate wattled account under the name bad boys mission and took it down. under the username GOTTO14 I have also published two other books on that wattpad account called believe and wildflower if you wanna go check those out aswell.

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