The Memory Jar. - A Mazzi Maz fanfiction.
  • Reads 4,540
  • Votes 108
  • Parts 9
  • Time 54m
  • Reads 4,540
  • Votes 108
  • Parts 9
  • Time 54m
Ongoing, First published Aug 10, 2013
Daisy always kept herself shut away from everyone like a book. She always kept her mind forward and she hated looking back at the past. One day a boy crosses her path and tries his hardest to intervene in her life, to help her change her point of view on everything in life. Will a whole summer spent with him and a jar full to the top of memories they have shared change her opinion on life and others?
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add The Memory Jar. - A Mazzi Maz fanfiction. to your library and receive updates
or
#22maz
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
The Maia and Ross Diaries cover
The sunflower |✔️ cover
The Last Dance  cover
My Dream Boy cover
Becoming Badass cover
Magic      (Book 1) cover
Complicated Relationships• 5SOS• cover
The Summer We Let Go cover
Proving Webster Wrong cover
The Jerk Behind The Door (Aaron X Reader) cover

The Maia and Ross Diaries

79 parts Complete Mature

If you met Maia you'd think of her as the same as anyone you've ever met. The girl on the magazine, and for a while, just for a while she wanted to believe the same thing. But she was different. The young girl does lose something that makes a life feel much looser, including their status, but there is always a boy, who won't give up. So eventually she has to stand up and take being stuck between guy crazy best friends who become her people, the guy, the dad who moves too fast, the sister who conceals her pain, the past she can't hide and a pen and paper patches up her life very slowly with tape and glue but at the very least ... some people are worth writing for and Maia is not simple. ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* . *:・゚✧*:・゚✧ When Maia loses her mother to cancer, she takes on high school life as if nothing ever happened. She lived the best of both worlds. After her mother's death, Maia promised herself she wouldn't be in any boy's pants to recover from her loss. She's isolated now. She's distant. Her mother's death has conflicted her thinking. Maybe she should just smile... it's what everyone chooses to do. But what if the muscles don't work the same as they once had? What if you have to start figuring life out in shades of grey.