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A vida toda transmitimos uma imagem de quem não somos. Isso apenas para convencer ao próximo de que somos melhores. Até chegarmos ao dia em que perdemos aquele alguém completamente especial. Ai você começa a rever suas atitudes de forma minuciosa; mas é tarde demais. Essa pessoa já se foi. E você apenas pode se sentar e sentir remorso. Sentir uma dor tão intensa que até parece que já parou de doer. Sua alma flutua dentro de seu corpo, seus olhos estão fechados, sua cabeça lateja quase como que em uma preparação para explodir, uma voz bem lá no fundo joga na sua cara aquilo que você já sabe. E você não pode fazer nada. Absolutamente nada. E é assim que durmo todas as noites. Relembrando tudo outra vez dia após dia. Avisto seu corpo escultural, sinto seu perfume acariciar minhas narinas, ouço sua voz balbuciar uma mistura louca de gemidos e palavrões. Avisto tudo, e tudo some logo depois. Como um acontecimento esquecido.
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Jasper is a screwed up kid, yet no one cares enough to find out why. Bruises hide his arms and alcohol stains the walls of his house, but he pushes forward because it's the only thing left for him to do. His days are spent in and out of the school psychologist's office, while his nights are spent in fear of his father. His guitar and the secluded spot by the train tracks where he likes to play are the only saving graces in the hell that is his life. No one disrupted this normal routine until Callie came. Callie is far from screwed up; she doesn't have family issues and doesn't understand the first thing about Jasper's world. Her house is filled with answered prayers and smiles of people who love each other. Her arms are clear and her head is full of optimism that Jasper doesn't buy for a second. She never second guessed her sunny disposition on life until she stumbled upon a boy and his guitar down by the train tracks. Callie and Jasper weren't supposed to cross paths. She wasn't supposed to care and he wasn't supposed to let her get under his skin, but then again opposites weren't supposed to attract either. Callie saw the good in him where most people thought there was none ; she was captivated by Jasper because he made her question everything she knew about the world. She thought it would be easy to show him that there was still good left in the world, that there was more beyond all the bad he'd become accustomed to but sometimes it takes more than one girl's overly optimistic persistence to pull a person out of the hell they've been living in. ~~~~~ -Highest Ranking: #8 in spiritual, 10/25/17 ; #1 in Christianity, 2019 -Wattpad Featured Novel: 10/19/17

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