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Breathe

RadiateYourLove

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Reads 14,540
Votes 510
Parts 13
Time 1h 12m

RadiateYourLove

Kylie has always been that friendly, happy, outgoing person in highschool that every normal teenager envied. Her perfect grades, perfect attendance, and perfect smile was known all over her little town of Allendale Ohio. 
So what happened when perfect little Kylie tries to commit suicide by crashing her car into the town's river? She soon starts too become the mock of Allendale. Isolated and depressed, she literally stops talking for months. Her family or friends can't understand why Kylie suddenly becomes this way. Her mom feels there is nothing else left for her to do except send her to live with her rich father in Virginia who can pay for a psychologist. 
   Breathe is about a girl who feels as if she has nothing to live for anymore. Given a new life, will Kylie learn to live, love, and breathe again?...Or is it already too late?
WARNING: This is not you're average lonely girl moves and finds love story. Very twisted plot with an unexpected ending.All Rights Reserved

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