This Thing I Call Life
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Huling na-publish Fri, Oct 30, 2020
Hello and nice to meet you. My name is Leydi Chavez, a 24 year old with a lot to tell. My life has not always been perfect. That I find it to be true. All of my ups and down (mostly downs) in a single unorganized story. Fair warning, some of these events you will read are triggering. So Reader Digression Advised.
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Running from the gang
In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.Kumpleto
Restore me, Miss Lovato. (GXG) (TxS) (Complete)
Restore- repair or renovate (a building, work of art, etc.) so as to return it to its original condition. I wish I could be restored, preferably from the time I moved to LA. I don't understand everything was so simple when I was in Texas. I had friends- not a lot, but the ones I did have, they were trustworthy and great to me. I just wish my dad didn't get the job, and my mom didn't die. I don't need your sympathy, and I certainly don't need your charity. I don't need anyone. I didn't think I could find anyone that would make me feel a little more alive then my non-talkative self. until I met Miss Lovato. The sad part is that she's my teacher, and she's 23 but we're getting close, and I'm developing feelings I don't want. Please Miss Lovato, restore me.Kumpleto
Brad's Angel
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I wonder about the people in my life Lately
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Lovely || Demi Lovato
He always assumes I want money. That money can replace my desire for a mother, for a female figure who will guide me through the darkness. All he can provide is money. He assumes that because I use the money, that I'm happy, that I don't spend night hunched over my toilet bowl physically sick to my stomach with the guilt of killing my mother. He assumes that because I have friends, that the smile on my face is genuine. That because I smile and confidently stride out of my room in a bikini, that I love myself and the way I look. He assumes everything about me, because he doesn't know me. I'm his daughter, and with the simple fact, he assumes that by just looking at me he knows my every thought. Does he know of the blood I spill when I have no other method of coping? Does he know of the times I sit and ponder about what it would be like to go through death? Does he know that when he leaves for work, I cry myself to sleep and wish for a mother? Does he know that I could care less about him? I hate him. But he loves me. Does he know, that through all this mess, I just want a mother. Because according to Disney, mother knows best?Kumpleto
Baby, Don't Cry
I'm Mariana Torres, and I'm 15 years old. Not that it matters anyway. Most people wouldn't even take the time to hear my name, I guess I'm just not important. Well, that's what my mom says anyway. I wouldn't call my life the best. If you count being abused daily at home and at school the best, then maybe it is. I'm always bullied at school, even though I don't physically or mentally hurt anyone, they just love to mess with me. Some kids say I'm better off dead, and sometimes, I believe it. I guess you'll hear more about later, that is if you care enough. I could always use someone to listen, better yet... a friend. *Trigger Warning*Kumpleto
Just Another Lovato
Hey. I'm Kayla Lovato. Yea, yea. Go scream, tell your friends about me, but my life isn't the best. Just because I'm a Lovato, doesn't mean I'm treated like the queen. On the other hand, my sister absolutely hates my guts. Welcome to my life. ~STARTED ON 12/05/16~ ~ENDED ON 03/23/17~Kumpleto
The long hard road to hell and back: autobiography |complete and amazon
This is my story where I care about my childhood, the beginning of my life, my childhood, all the way till where I am now. If you want to know more about me, this is a book to learn more about me right away because obviously the bio in my Wattpad or whatever social media I have certainly does not any justice to my personality or the development . Yes, starts off with me actually being a young child in warzone, then starting to love to read and blossom anyways even though I missed some of my milestones. This shows that you do not hit have to hit your milestones right away in order to be normal or what is normal anyway, actually. From everything from my first Halloween to my first horror novel, which was the Stephen King, stand my love reading and writing and also my love of creativity has helped me home and laid into the person I am today. Enjoy this book. Covert art: old photo of me #2| wattpadnonfiction (June 15 2023)Kumpleto
In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.
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