Good Girl Gona Bad

Good Girl Gona Bad

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my name is Evagelia My parent think I should be more like my sister Isabella They say that I don't try hard but I am I go to church every Sunday I don't like church is so boring I'm in the cheerleader squad my sister is the captain She the perfect daughter she always is right even if the small kids I always get in trouble because of her She have ruin my life completely she Dating the Guy that I like since 6 grade My priest think I need more time in activities of church but This only the beginning of life Everything change when I meet Liam the good-bad Kid
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Isabella hates God. Okay, HATE is a strong word. But its true. Isabella is a 17 year old rebel. She defies her parents and wont go to Church with them or even pray. She drinks. clubs Gets home late Sleeps around. Until one day, a chance trip and the meeting of one annoying hunk and a hot Israelin, Will she be able to turn around? Isabella is lost, Will she be found? Hello Isabella, "Hello pastor," I smile as we perform our signature handshake. "You sure have changed," he comments, "I've heard some horrible things but I always said no, that cant be my Isabella. Its not right?" I look away. He takes a pamphlet out of his briefcase and hands it to me. "Think about it," he says before walking into his office. I walk out of the Church hurrying so no one will see me. I scan the pamphlet. -Leadership camp, trip to Israel- Oh hell no. I throw it into the nearest trash can. A few seconds later I run back and get it back. Little did I know, this small action saved my life...

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