Ana Loraine

Ana Loraine

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Ana had spent her life wanting to do something that would make her happy for once. She wanted her life story to be something she could look back and not regret. Ana decides that she will listen to no one except herself. One hospital accident makes he realize that her story is about to end when it hadn't even truly began. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I sat on the tree branch staring at all the people in black staring the white casket before them. I watched the whole ceremony from start to finish no really paying attention to what was said. Mainly paying attention to the single face that stood out to me in the crowd Leanne Brice. The only thing that made her stick out was not the fact that she was the only one not crying. But was that she was the only one who wore a white dress to my very own funeral.
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I was never the cool girl. Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to was because Kheli dragged me there when I was seventeen. Oh, Kheli... Kheli was my first love. My first everything. But once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear: go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kheli got too much for me to handle. I don't know - the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like that. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, my classes, all the drama, the parties, Kheli, the people, Pokémon Go - everything. I couldn't keep up with any of it. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and planted herself right in the middle of my world. And like a very fucking annoying tree, she set down roots and refused to move. And then I found myself - God, kill me now - enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it would only make the roots grow deeper, until there was no way of pulling it out. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors. You'll get used to it.) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company didn't mean she wanted me around.

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