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Dreams. (An Of Mice And Men Fan-Fiction)

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alanashby austincarlile omandm

Lillee Anne Smith was 19 years old when her whole life was changed forever. It was the day before the first day of spring break. She had finally convinced her mom and dad, Sarah Allison and Drew Lucas, to let her go to Warped Tour.  Lillee ran to her room, and woke up her best friend, Ashley Janae Smith (They aren’t related.) Ashley got up, and got in her car and went home. While Lillee was packing, she found her diary from 2008. She sat on her bed, and opened it up. “Dear Diary, Today, I found the strength to actually wake up and take my first breathes. I really had no reason to. After the fresh cuts on my wrists, where the bracelets meet my skin, that I created yesterday, I had no actual reason to wake up. Almost getting kicked out of school because of a shirt I had on. Being called emo because I redid my black hair dye. Being called a lesbian because I hugged my friend, who happens to be a lesbian. My parents arguing about how much they hate each other. Why don’t they just get a divorce? It is tearing us apart. It is tearing my skin apart. I went to school today, and I walked into class in my new pink skirt, fading white-pink shirt, and black leather jacket, and I got stares from everyone. I called Ashley, and she came and picked me up. I got home, and cried. I walked to my bathroom, and did it. 8 times. 8 damn times. I have no purpose anymore.” After she read that, she fell to the ground crying. She remembered all of the bullies. All of her scars. She was 19, and STILL couldn’t get over how she was when she was 14.All Rights Reserved

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You Take My Cares Away by Eternal_Moonlight13

Change often comes unexpectedly, reshaping our lives in ways we never anticipated. When I started high school, everything around me shifted. My best friend began focusing on her music career, leaving me feeling left behind, just watching her life unfold from a distance. I had no idea she'd go on a tour that would take her away from me, and with each passing day, our once-close friendship faded into a distant memory. That year was filled with self-doubt and sadness. I clung to the memories of our laughter and shared dreams, which now felt like a painful joke. Her absence left a mark that took years to heal. In my sadness, I pulled away from everyone, closing myself off. I stopped doing the things that used to make me happy, convinced that I didn't deserve joy without her. Life pushed me to move on, and I chose to start fresh in a new city. There, I found a group of friends who helped me rebuild the trust I had lost-not just in others, but in myself. For the first time in what felt like forever, I saw a glimmer of hope. I was slowly putting together the pieces of my broken identity. But just when I started to feel like myself again, fate had other plans. Out of nowhere, she appeared at my door, a ghost from my past seeking forgiveness. Her presence was both comforting and painful, a reminder of the girl I once knew and the friendship we had. But I was no longer that same person; I had changed. I fought to suppress the emotions that surged from memories I thought I had buried deep within. I wanted her to see that I was okay without her, that I didn't need her anymore. Yet, like always, she broke through my defenses, and I just couldn't keep those feelings locked away forever. Now, everything is coming back to haunt me, crashing down like relentless waves. I'm struggling to hold myself together as I feel shattered. She doesn't grasp the pain I endured after she left, but I know I must find a way to reconcile with her and confront the scars that still linger in me.

my ikey by ashthebeloved

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Maybe Too Protective by _MidnightSparks

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A Rebel Love Story: The Prophet And The Fighter by TheBandomsAndFandoms

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The Boris Kids ✔ by LeiahRoo_Writing

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You Take My Cares Away

Change often comes unexpectedly, reshaping our lives in ways we never anticipated. When I started high school, everything around me shifted. My best friend began focusing on her music career, leaving me feeling left behind, just watching her life unfold from a distance. I had no idea she'd go on a tour that would take her away from me, and with each passing day, our once-close friendship faded into a distant memory. That year was filled with self-doubt and sadness. I clung to the memories of our laughter and shared dreams, which now felt like a painful joke. Her absence left a mark that took years to heal. In my sadness, I pulled away from everyone, closing myself off. I stopped doing the things that used to make me happy, convinced that I didn't deserve joy without her. Life pushed me to move on, and I chose to start fresh in a new city. There, I found a group of friends who helped me rebuild the trust I had lost-not just in others, but in myself. For the first time in what felt like forever, I saw a glimmer of hope. I was slowly putting together the pieces of my broken identity. But just when I started to feel like myself again, fate had other plans. Out of nowhere, she appeared at my door, a ghost from my past seeking forgiveness. Her presence was both comforting and painful, a reminder of the girl I once knew and the friendship we had. But I was no longer that same person; I had changed. I fought to suppress the emotions that surged from memories I thought I had buried deep within. I wanted her to see that I was okay without her, that I didn't need her anymore. Yet, like always, she broke through my defenses, and I just couldn't keep those feelings locked away forever. Now, everything is coming back to haunt me, crashing down like relentless waves. I'm struggling to hold myself together as I feel shattered. She doesn't grasp the pain I endured after she left, but I know I must find a way to reconcile with her and confront the scars that still linger in me.