In The End - Found but lost

In The End - Found but lost

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When you're alone in the world where there's nobody else. When you haven't heard a human voice in ages. When you find out that your best friend is just on the other side of the world, somewhere, still alive. Her name was Melody. She was 16 years old, alone, trapped in a world full of THEM. She found people. She lost people. She killed people. But nobody cared at that time, when crime did not exist. She was afraid. She fought. She died inside. But nobody cared at that time, when people lost their humanity. Will you join her and her group to find her best friend or will you leave her behind to get eaten by THEM? It is your turn to choose now. WARNING! -Contains blood and gore -Contains a little bit of strong language -Contains emotional scenes If you haven't figured it out, this is a zombie novel and I hope you have fun reading it as much as I had fun writing it. My dream is to make this book into a movie. My life would be incomplete if I couldn't reach that goal.
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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