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Being A Preacher's Kid Isn't At All What It's Up To Be. You're Always At Home Because Either Your Mom Is Overprotective Or Your Dad Is An Uptight Preacher. I'm Nineteen, And I STILL Can't Get From Under My Parents' Thumbs. Something Has To Change, And Something Has To Change Now.

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I Should've Listened. My Parents Were Right From Shielding Me From The Real World. How Am I Going To Get Myself Out Of This Predicament? I Just Wanted To Sing...All Rights Reserved

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The New American Dream by midnight--vamp

"I see the world and it seems like I see it so differently than most other people. It makes me really angry most of the time. Especially since no one ever listens to me or what I've got to say. I try to express myself in so many different ways and no one sees it. When I sing a song people will only care about how the music sounds or how much I swore. If I paint, people will see the picture but not the meaning. It seems so obvious to me but everyone just seems to... close their eyes. Or at least shut off their brain. As if I see things they don't. But when they don't listen, how can I communicate that to them? It's so frustrating." Allie is a high school student and has big plans to make the world a better place. But her own head is pitting against her, throwing rocks in her path on a daily basis. Everything seems to be great for a while but what happens when her world suddenly comes crashing down around her? Can she ever recover? A coming-of-age story that deals with mental ilnesses, grief, first loves and family, briefly taps into the subject of religion and will likely enrapture you. Trigger warning: mental illnesses, self harm, death, dealing with grief, mentions of guns and gun control, mentions of cults, mentions of homophobia, dissociation. Names of bands, band members and song titles have been changed but at this point I want to credit mainly Palaye Royale, the band 'Homesick Soldiers' that is mentioned throughout is heavily based off them, but I'm sure if you're familiar with them you would have been able to tell that :)

Tomorrow [Ethan Dolan fanfic]//COMPLETED by ohitsrebecca

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Why did you do this yesterday, young lady?" "Countless reasons to do it but not a single reason not to..." "But, have you ever taken the time to focus on that "single reason not to do it" instead of coming up with reasons to do it?" "Well, I don't really think so-" "Tomorrow can always be a better day". I'm not going to lie though, as much as I hate being interrupted, I smiled at some point when I heard those words. That must be a fake smile for sure. "Also, you're pretty when you smile, Faith." **** It only takes one person, one act to save a life. Most impressive rankings: #2 in #raiseawareness out of 56 stories (August 2019) #36 in #psychology out of 3.8K stories (August 2019)

His Broken Testimony: COMPLETED ✅ by vibewithliya

You can only run from your demons for so long. Sooner or later they're going to check up with you. Take Anthony Carter for explain. His poor decisions and choosing to keep people who meant him no good around landed the young man in a position in life he never thought he'll be and only being 22 years of age. Finding himself with no friends or family and being broken beyond repair. Who would've thought a simple gesture of kindness would've changed his life forever. All he ever wanted was to be heard , for someone to hear his pain but he could never seem to form the words. Knowing bystanders wouldn't just listen to his sob story he decided to grasp their attention by doing the one thing he knew he was good at. Sing. Singing with his last breath , singing with his last few wet tears , singing His Broken Testimony praying someone would finally hear him and they did. She did.

Second No More, a novel by imaginationgirl35

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Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 7 by queenofdeansbooty

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Blue Strings - Will You Fall In Love, With Time? by Annieven04

(under editing, interested ones may reach out to me) In the symphony of love, their melodies intertwined, yet fate's chorus whispered no promise of forever. In a journey where hearts yearned but souls wandered apart, they discovered that true love sometimes meant embracing the courage to release, for the sake of finding happiness in the echoes of what could have been. ... SNEAK A PEAK Never have I ever thought that one day, I'll wake up to hear these words from a person I love the most, romantically. I pushed him back, I held him by his shoulders and pinned to the wall. I know I wrongfully confined him, but how dare he? 'You dare question my love for you?" I raised my voice. He is surprised, he widened his little eyes, those I would love to stare at all day or may be he is shocked as well. HAHA!! I Find it annoyingly funny how easily he quoted 'Thank god, You didn't love me too deep in the ocean', "Oh darling, wait till you drown inside and ask for my help when you can't swim to the shore" I retorted and defended my love.

Is It Love? Colin by MeganHultz

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The Bad boy's Prayer by bunnybluewriter

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