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[Unknown X.]

LECTURES 47
Votes 8
Chapitres 1
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LECTURES 47
Votes 8
Chapitres 1
Durée <5 mins

Ho aperto i miei occhi..sono sommerso dal buio, non vedo nulla, non sento nulla...E' sempre stato così silenzioso l'abisso?

Questa è l'autobiografia -se così si può chiamare- di un giovane demone. Di lui non si sa nulla; né il suo nome, né la sua provenienza. E' solo un apparente ragazzino che vaga in un abisso senza fine, ma un giorno tutto cambierà...quel giorno arriverà molto presto, troppo presto.


P.S. Perdonatemi se nell'editare la foto ho saltato la "o", mi scuso molto...^^"Tous Droits Réservés

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"I am sick of everyone just expecting me to be fine because I have a better life, but money doesn't erase the trauma and abuse," I say mad. "Why can't people get that is okay to not be okay?" "If you are sick then stop giving a shit about what other people think you should be," says Charles carelessly. "If people think you should be okay by now and you are not, who cares? I don't, and you shouldn't. You shouldn't give a fuck about that shit as long as you are working on it, you don't need to listen to other people Xel." I look at him surprised. "What?" He asks. "Did Charles Leclerc just said the words 'shit' and 'fuck'" I say smiling, and he simply shakes his head. "Shut up," he says and then hugs me. "Thanks, Charles," I say genuinely. "Thank you for everything. I love you." He is surprised. "You are my brother," I say and smile at him. It's true, we may not share blood, but he is as much of a brother to me as Jules was once to me. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Axel had a half-brother, Jules Bianchi. The father of Jules (Phillipe Bianchi) got divorced of his mother and had a one night stand with a Mexican women which got pregnant. Nine months later she died giving birth a to girl which she named Axel. Phillipe never appeared in the picture as the father, so Axel lived her life in a orphanage. Phillipe died when Axel was 4 and that's when Jules discovers she has a half-sister. DISCLAIMER: This is not a love story between the protagonist and Charles Leclerc or Jules Bianchi. She will have a love interest but it is not an F1 driver.