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Ground Walkers {SLOW UPDATES}
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    Time 2h 16m
Ongoing, First published May 15, 2016
What would it be like if you couldn't walk on the ground? Try it and see how easy it is. It's not is it. Well that's my life every single day. Hi my name is Christine Parker. I'm 13 years old and I go to West Coast Middle School. Right the actually important part..... I can't walk on the ground. Yup you heard me, I can't walk on the ground. Back a long time ago there were these people who didn't walk on the ground but, instead swing from tree to tree not ever daring to touch the world below them. Now today it's a rare condition. Only one out of millions will get this condition. Lucky me. I've heard that when you touch the ground it burns. Joy. I've never done it before but, my grand dad has told me. Yes I have someone out there in the world like me. Usually when one is born the other one dies but, some how he's pushing 90 and going strong. I've never had anyone question me until now. A new kid comes and thinks the school is crazy with letting me walk on top of lockers and desks. And some how I seem to actually want to become friends with him.
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Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy

33 parts Complete Mature

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.