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Dear Angel (E.V.)

Dear Angel (E.V.)

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When you have been sick for as long as you can remember, you are trying to reduce damages, this is your highest priority. You have to minimize the victims. You do not let anybody come into your life, but sometimes there are exceptions. Noah Henderson was one of these exceptions. I was drowning back then, drowning in my own form of darkness, Noah thought me how to swim and how to welcome that darkness within me. But I didn't know then that he was drowning too.
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My name is Alex Henderson, and my life is already messed up-and it's only the first day of senior year. My best friend, Nick, suddenly started acting distant. He barely talks to me anymore, barely even looks at me. I don't know what I did wrong. What hurts most is that he's now best friends with Ashton Barnes-the most popular guy in school. The kind of guy who lives in a different world than people like me. So when I get invited to Ashton's party, I know something isn't right. I don't belong there. I don't even know why I was invited in the first place. What I don't know-what I couldn't have known-is that my life is about to change in one single night. From bad... to something else entirely. Secrets are about to spill. Truths I was never meant to hear will come crashing down around me. And the dreams-the same sad, haunting dream I've been having over and over again-are driving me insane. Every night, the same pain. The same loss. The same feeling that I'm forgetting something important. I don't know what's happening to me. Or why. And then there's him-the guy who saves my life. The guy who feels strangely familiar, like I've known him before. But I know I haven't. So why does my heart recognize him... when my mind doesn't? What is happening to me?

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