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A Year With Williams
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Concluida, Has publicado mar 11, 2016
I wrote this when I was like 13. Never edited it. Read at your own risk. 

Hate
A very strong word 

Love
An even stronger emotion

There will always be things you want, things that you need 
But how many of them you can actually get? 

That is life, it makes us lust about things we can't have and if we do, we are trapped.

This is a journey about a girl with a past which isn't exactly filled with flowers but isn't exactly filled with storms too.
And has traveled to let it go. 
It's just one year. 

Where will a year with Williams take her?
We all want things, we crave them, we need them to breathe and carry on.

But can we have them?
That is what changes lives
It changed Emmy's

Highest rank #82 in teen fiction
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