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Cancer took her only family away the same night that her love decided to dump her. Mya's world crashed as she hits a dead end that has her feeling alone and unsure of herself. Everyone likes certainty but when life gives us the reverse it cripples our momentum. Even worse how do you survive seeing the one person that once made your heart giddy everyday? Growing up with only a dad and her friends to lean on she thought she found love too but all that is dwindling leading to a crash that she learns to crawl out of, but will Mya walk or even fly again?
We break to be built back stronger in the process we learn to forgive and move forward.All Rights Reserved

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NAVEL GAZING: excessive absorption in self-analysis or focus on a single issue by ANMS111

-A Lie I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe and have faith that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her. So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if anything had happened during our break, I hesitated. The silence, I believed, said it all. I was on the verge of confessing when she gave me an out: "If you tell me nothing happened, I'll believe you," she said. I should have told her the truth then-or resolved never to reveal it. Instead, years later, as I left for the final time, I selfishly brought it up. By confessing, I hoped to push her away. But in that moment, I let her believe what she clearly wanted to hold on to-that I had been faithful. She knew Pippa and probably sensed there was something between us, but she let it go-and so did I. It was cowardice, I know. Still, I made up my mind to make our dream a reality. And for a while, it worked. But fast-forward through the births of our three additional sons, and more than a dozen years, the same problems that once threatened us had only grown and would soon spiral out of control.

A Little Bit Of Joy | ✔ by wigglysubu

[Featured by wattpad romance, teen fiction, young adult and psychologicalnovel] Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy. * * * from some of my readers of this book, thanks❤- ❝I LOVE YOUR STORY OKAY. THIS STORY AND YOUR WRITING- IT GIVES ME HOPE YOU KNOW.❞ - aimawrites ❝This is so different than so many stereotypical stories on here and i'm so glad i read it.❞ -lepus_leporis ❝They're both so poetic and beautiful and perfect for each other. GAHHhh I love them.❞ - alycecaswell ❝The way she vividly describes the world makes me so happy. Heat keeps rushing to my cheeks in pure euphoric joy. This book is making me so grateful for everything around me and I never want it to end.❞ - nylammeeyn [highest rank: 7 in sad] [cover by soulanatomy]

Letters To Him |Photograph| by bri6396

What happens when everything you knew is ripped ruthlessly from your grasp. When you get the chance to pursue the one thing youve always wanted and everyone hates you for the choice. When you get the thin youve always wanted and everything else falls apart around you simply because you finally got what youve always wanted. When he disappears because all he wants is to be with you but his family doesnt agree. When you cant speak to him because you never know when youll see him again. when the only thing you have is a picture. A simple photograph. A black and white picture to make it better. Those eyes. Those lips. The tone in his voice when he spoke to you, or positively about you. A photograph that is fading that you cant do anything about. When all you want is to hold him in your arms and run your fingers through his hair. When all you want is to hold him and tell him that everything will be okay. what do you do then? ========================================================

The Boy She Saw in the Hospital by triciawritess

"Death isn't just one thing that happens and is over with. That description fits life more. Death is eternal. I mean that's how I view it. Death brings joy and pain. In my opinion life should be viewed as death is. The end. Death is the beginning. A new life, a fresh new start. Its beauty is unmatched. I imagine it feels like stars bursting, a million smiles and just pure happiness." Cancer. What a pain. Valerie's crippling illness leaves her hospitalised, bored out of her mind, dreaming of how she just wants to be a normal teenager. Although her thoughts are constantly intruded by someone. The boy. She was intrigued by him, he visited everyday at the same time, 2:47pm. She wanted to know his story, why was he here? Is he visiting someone? Her curiosity overflowed her. Anyways, it didn't matter, for her illness was getting better and she could finally get back to school. Sophomore year. Gosh. She could finally be a normal teenager. Then she saw "him" in the school hallways. The boy. Although he seemed different, less warm, more cold. It was like he put up a façade and barricaded his true self. His true self being... the boy she saw in the hospital. 🥇First place in The Star Awards 🥇First place in The Ember Awards #24 in sadromance #15 in cancerpatient finished- 22/09/22

Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

Someone Like Him by nessa129

We all have someone who is hidden in the bottom of our hearts. When we think of him, we will always feel a little pain inside, but still we can't forget about him. I can't forget about him because he is the one who makes me know what love is, and this is our love story. *COMPLETE/IN NEED OF MAJOR EDITING/SLOWLY EDITING* UPDATE: Rewritten New SLH is up on my account if you're interested! ©Nessa129 2014

Tumor Love by DeniedDesire

Sometimes life don't go the way we planned. Sometimes we end up feeling so low, and alone. Like we're in a dark hole with no one around us, but then suddenly there's a light at the end of the tunnel. And I guess what I'm trying to say is.. You're my light, the one who helped me through the worst time in my life - And for that, I am thankful. I'm thankful that I met you, but I also hate you. I hate what you did to me, because you made me fall in love.. And then my world fell apart once again. [WARNING!! Contains mature themes, and language

Love is a pain, but past that it's a blessing by amateur_author_alice

Experiencing the pain of loosing a loved one, makes our lead Alice, to shut herself off from everyone. A cute and lively girl Cea, enters her life, but will she be able to make her heart to open up once again? Being able to experience the feelings for a same gender for the first time in Leo's life, how will he deal with those feelings? Will Kao make Leo accept his feelings? What happens if the rule Pang made to live with no strings attached, starts to break down? Jennie, the one who made her break the rule, will she be okay with Pang's past which is filled with one night stands? Pain is a part of love. It is a story where our leads turn their pain and problems into their strengths and make their relationship stronger. The different types of pain in love becomes a blessing in disguise that keeps them together forever.

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New life. New rules. New people. New beginnings. Everyone's been living their life to the fullest. But your past is always going to come back and bite you in the ass. And trust me, that bite ain't gonna be soft. P.S Don't read if you haven't read the past 3 books. Mature Content Profanity PLEASE DO COMMENT AND VOTE😌

I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy by Beautiful_Tragedy8

CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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NAVEL GAZING: excessive absorption in self-analysis or focus on a single issue cover

A Little Bit Of Joy | ✔ cover

Letters To Him |Photograph| cover

The Boy She Saw in the Hospital cover

Cold Water cover

Someone Like Him cover

Tumor Love cover

Love is a pain, but past that it's a blessing cover

ᴜɴꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4 {ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ} cover

I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy cover

NAVEL GAZING: excessive absorption in self-analysis or focus on a single issue

-A Lie I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe and have faith that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her. So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if anything had happened during our break, I hesitated. The silence, I believed, said it all. I was on the verge of confessing when she gave me an out: "If you tell me nothing happened, I'll believe you," she said. I should have told her the truth then-or resolved never to reveal it. Instead, years later, as I left for the final time, I selfishly brought it up. By confessing, I hoped to push her away. But in that moment, I let her believe what she clearly wanted to hold on to-that I had been faithful. She knew Pippa and probably sensed there was something between us, but she let it go-and so did I. It was cowardice, I know. Still, I made up my mind to make our dream a reality. And for a while, it worked. But fast-forward through the births of our three additional sons, and more than a dozen years, the same problems that once threatened us had only grown and would soon spiral out of control.