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Violetta And Leon. A Special Friendship

Violetta And Leon. A Special Friendship

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Dec 16, 2015
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Romance
I have to admit.. Before I was 14 Not really that much happend in my life. Almost everything went how it had to go. I was just a Random kid who didn't really 'liked' school. That's just how I was and I dreamed that time that something just would change. I only didn't know what.. Untill something happend in my life. At that moment I was being dragged out of my normal life and Then it was time to face Real life. This experience burned in my heart forever and now I can both laugh and cry . This is my experience...
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Consider me as a piece of paper. You crumple it until it's no longer straight and beautiful. How much you try, how long you'll keep going, it will never be the same; a straight canvas. This was me. I was beaten and when he found out he tried to help me, and get me back to my old self. And how much I wanted, I could never let that piece of my past slip away into the nothing, like it was never there. But even though I knew his help wouldn't get everything away, I let him try. He did allot and he even gave me moments I would forget everything, then it was only me and him, no one else. But even he, the one I began to love, couldn't keep me away from the hell I like to call life. He helps me climb up to the top of the cliff, only to push me off again. But that's just life, and I can't control it. !! I was 11 years old when I started writing this story and I didn't even have English as a subject. So excuse me for my horrible writing, vocabulary and grammar. I'm just too lazy to edit it :) LOVE Y'ALL!! .12. In #leonetta

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