Misery (Justin Bieber)

Misery (Justin Bieber)

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People you care about don't just show up when you need them the most. Ever. It's just the way it is. No matter how far or how close you are. The farther you are, the harder it gets. Day by day the same lonely feeling. It crawls through you, with a sharp pain, stabbing you in the chest. Every single day. Becca Washington suffered a great lost when her father, and very famous author, John Washington died in a horrific car crash. She wanted to start over, to forget what had happened, but she promised herself she wouldn't. When she moves in with her aunt, she finds more and more information about her family that she never knew about. She wanted to finish what her father started, and live normally again. Becca meets up with her long lost best friend (Justin Bieber) and all he wants to do is help her get over her loss, but he knows it's a very big challenge. Will he be able to get her through her pain and suffering? Or will her life continue on filled with doubt and misery?
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