Haunted
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My first full length story here! I will say it's a bit dark. Don't like, don't read. Thanks! Connor Blackhart is just a typical teenager living in a small town. Well, almost. Having no living friends or relatives, Connor tries his best to keep his loneliness at bay. He's constantly picked on for being different: he has scars, refuses to stay in the closet, and can speak to the dead. But still he dreams of leaving his small, dreary town and, above all, of finding love. At the start of his junior year, Connor has absolutely no reason to believe that this year will be any different. Then Ross arrives. He's so different than anyone that Connor has ever known, shares his dreams and aspirations; and most importantly, accepts him for who he is. But the voices are worse than ever and warn of something bad coming. Connor knows it has something to do with his conflicted past. Is this the answer to Connor's prayers? Will Ross give him the strength to overcome his demons?
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* TRIGGER WARNING* there may or may not be parts of this book that people may find upsetting. It talks about mental illness. Also it talks about religion so if any of these things may trigger you then I recommenced not reading this. However feel free to talk to me because I'm hear to support y'all. 16-year-old Matthew is on the lengthy journey of self-acceptance and discovery. How will he cope with a rising taste for a blonde boy who managed the earth on his fingertips like crushed berries. Will he learn to love himself? Or will he allow his doubt to control him and his sprouting relationship? "Taste me in crimson so that when we taste no more, when age will turn our buds sour and memories hazy, that I have hope to scour my letterbox and find you wrapped pristine silk, next to an image of June. Within your eyes, euphoric." Acknowledgements 1# slice of life 15/01/21 23# closeted 15/01/21

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