Silver Hope

Silver Hope

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I am Cora Owens. 16. Lives in a dump I call home in sunny California. Moms a drunk. Dad... Well, who the hell knows where that dick is at. As you can tell by just that my life is complete shit. The only thing that keeps me happy is my best friend, Ethan and a few Jell-O shots here and there. You may be asking. Do you have family you can stay with because your mom is so messed up? And my answer is no. The only family I got other than my mom is my older brother, Damien but he is off at college, living his life with no care in the world about his little sister and his drunk mother. Honestly, I can't wait to graduate so I can move out and away from my mother. I think I would move somewhere cold unlike California. The day I graduate, I'm packing my bag with the little belongings I do have and taking the bus someplace far away from this place. I don't care where. Just away. And I'm not going to look back. ••••• Cora's plans for her life are stopped dead in there tracks when a one night stand with a boy from her school kills all her dreams. She must deal with the mistakes of that night at the expense of her teenage years.
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I grew up surrounded by colorful characters, dogs that marked my life, unforgettable loved ones, and stories that even a screenwriter wouldn't have dared to write. Between punishments in high school, legal proceedings, unexpected travels, scams (sometimes unintentional), and unexpected encounters... I've seen it all. And more importantly, I've lived it all. Why write all this? Because we forget quickly. Because there are memories we shouldn't let slip away. Because laughing at your past is also a way to heal. And maybe, to make someone else laugh or think along the way. My childhood? A mix of laughter, dogs like no other, and situations crazier than the next. From my father's dog who went on an unexpected journey, to Kiki, our fennec fox capable of leaving a lasting impression. Between absurd punishments in high school, prison threats over a discarded sheet of paper, and my father being pursued by the Paris court, my life has been anything but boring. And if you want to know how Vicenzo sold his dog six times, or why a friend of mine was gifted a brand new Renault by the Spanish customs officers... welcome to my wildest memories. So welcome to my life. Or rather, the joyful mess it has been (and maybe still is). Happy reading - and buckle up.

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