Alone
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Max; she's been bullied for a long time now, she never quite got used to it, she doesn't know how long she can put up with this. She could leave, she would finally be happy. Max has pondered the idea many times before, to be 'Happy' but what would happiness cost would she be willing to pay the price and find out? All it would take is one step off the chair, a simple pull of the trigger, a glass of water to wash them down, a jump...Her parents, well mom, wouldn't even notice. She's never home anyway plus she has her little sister to care about, at least when she's sober enough to remember she needs to pick her up from school. Max does have some fun, she has places to be and people to see but those are more along the lines of work and work associates. mainly she worries about school she is a senior after all, this is where it matters. This is her life. That is until she meets Jordan a tomboy like no other, who changes her life, And then she meets Dakota a bad boy who's new to the school and who will not go unnoticed he will definitely leave a mark, forever. Everything is about to change, Max's not so 'alone' anymore.
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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