I Saw Her Scars
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  • Parts 11
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  • Reads 13,814
  • Votes 450
  • Parts 11
  • Time 59m
Ongoing, First published Aug 24, 2016
Sequel to I Kissed Her Scars https://www.wattpad.com/story/11849746-i-kissed-her-scars

  Connor hasn't been the same since Emma died. He seems to have become totally different which causes everyone around him to worry.  So has Rylan. His previously perfect life is now crumbling down in flames. They seem to be each other's only hope. Can they rekindle their friendship and help each other before it's too late?
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The Death Of Me

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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.