Sound of a Falling Tree
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Last published Sat, Nov 7, 2015
This book here is my escape. My escape from the world. From my own mind in a way. After all, don't they say reality is what you make it? Other people escape in drugs, games, or maybe even in school. I tried to escape in school. It didn't work. So I'm going to the guaranteed freedom of the Internet, of Wattpad, where I can be honest as I want. I know some of my friends will find this. If you somehow do, I urge you to leave this alone. But should you read it, don't mention a word of it aloud, to anyone, you hear? Because this is full of what you never want to hear from me, and of letters to some of you. Please heed my caution readers.
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