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Out of The Dark
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Ongoing, First published Jul 19, 2016
Mature
"Life may be a roller coaster. There are going to be highs where you feel like you're flying. And lows where you've hit rock bottom. But in both of these places, you're going to have someone who keeps you grounded. Who makes life feel easier,lighter,and warmer"




I'd never been the happiest person in the world. In fact, most of the time I couldn't summon a smile to my face at all. Everything felt heavy, and like I was being crushed. But then the most amazing group of people I've ever known were thrust into my life and I've never been more thankful






Hi. My name is Cris Alen and I'm 16 years old with a group of friends who changed my life...I start out as that 6 year old who gets molested by her uncle ,to her bestfriend dying,and lastly but not least her parents getting divorced...everything hit rock bottom and I didn't know what to do. I finally needed someone to help me through these things,and that's when I met them!
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