Break Me
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Last published Tue, Aug 9, 2016
Have you ever felt like you were nothing? Like everything inside you was empty? Well I feel that every single second of every hour. The empty feeling at the bottom of my heart. It's tugging and pulling at my life and no one can stop it. Unless your name happens to be Blake Collins. My name is Evangeline Woods and my life wasn't as perfect as everyone thought. On the outside I was smart,shy,athletic,and happy but on the inside it killed me every day to even wake up. My masks were my protectors. Until Blake came back and ruined it.
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