Evangeline's Ghost
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  • Reads 72
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2016
New town. New house. New life.
Jake is 15. He didn't want to move, but it turns out to be the best but also worst thing that ever happened to him. 
On the tour around the grounds of the estate Jake and his family live on, they come across a memorial staue. This is the memorial statue of Evangeline MacLeod. She was the anorexic, bipolar daughter of David MacLeod. David was the ex-owner of the big house up on the hill. It looked down on what is now the Kenlore estate.  His daughter threw herself into the river on her 16th birthday in the summer of '99.

Jake is too curious for his own good. He goes back to the statue. He meets the girl's ghost. After weeks of meeting with her in the woods, they become close. Very close. After a month of a beautiful friendship, Jake discovers a new set of feelings for her. He doesn't know what to do with them.

When he starts back at school, he bumps into Sarah. Sarah was the last girl he had a crush on. At the time, she had a boyfriend and she was way out of his league. She flirts with him as if the world's going to end. 
Jake has no idea what to do. He couldn't decide. Evangeline? Or Sarah? It all gets too much for him and on his 16th birthday, he tries to do what Evangeline did 10 years ago.

Will he die? Or will he be saved from a tragic death?
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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.