She started running. From her life, from reality. People say, "Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a persistent one," but she wasn't one to listen to what they wanted to say. She was sick of her fake existence throwing opportunities at her that were just out of her reach. Confused with her burdens and insecurities, she couldn't help but feel the need to do the wrong things, just for a getting a sense of belonging, even for a second. She was tired of feeling left behind and she wanted the people to pay attention to what she wanted, for once in her life. What she can only do is to wish that someday, she would find a place where dreams and reality collide. But, unfortunately, we don't always get what we want:
This is the truth.
This is the harsh reality.
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Hey fellow wattpaders!!!
This is the first story I have ever written for others to see, so don't be too harsh on me!! This description may appear vague to you, but I promise it will become clearer as we enter the story. I hope you like it!!!! If you do, don't forget to vote for it.... :)
Fair warning though: there might be slow updates, because of, well, I might not get the time to write because of school and exams, and I might not be able to update quite as regularly as I want to.
I really hope you will give my story a try!!
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Do not, I repeat, do not dare to steal my ideas or stories, or there would be hell to pay. I don't take piracy to be petty - it is a crime.
If anyone finds this story in any other site, please notify me immediately.
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Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.