Entries From A Journal, Never Read

Entries From A Journal, Never Read

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Actual journal entries filled with thoughts of a teenage girl. Live within her thoughts and get to know her on another level. Connect with the side of a girl no one gets to see. Connect with the side she hides from the world. She's a happy girl that everyone loves, but no one really knows. This is your chance to see the real girl she is and see her for who she really is. Now is your chance to really get to know a person and look deep into them, because if you really don't know someone, can you really say you care. If you're curious as to how old she is she was born in 2000, if that makes it easier. And again I'm doing this on a phone and don't always catch my mistakes so I'm sorry for bad grammar and spelling. **if you have any questions about anything in this book feel free to leave a comment and I'll be happy to answer them** **also some entries are out of order due to the fact my journal was also out of order**
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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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