The Memories of Jordan Rick

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Parts 17
Time 42m

The end was inevitable but before I leave.......I can share a few more memories. Listen to my story because its the last thing I'll ever tell.All Rights Reserved

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I knew somewhere out there, my parents were worried sick. Somewhere out there, my friends wondered about me. I knew that a world like this wouldn't last forever, and I had to make it last. But I could always retell it.

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it's just a story of my own imagination so please no false comments and no copyright.. just enjoy

When you're about to give up on love,. There's always something unexpected that happens.

Story inspired with "It will never be better" Don't expect positivity, I have never heard for such a thing :| Contains disturbing parts (I don't know, it doesn't seem sad or disturbing to me but I am dead inside so I can't really tell) 🤷

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"Why do you continue to shut me out?.. Why don't you just let me in?" If losing my mother and moving in with my drunk of a dad wasn't enough, meeting him was truly the icing on the cake. Reckless, mysterious, and deviously charming. He was going to be my bitter sweet destruction and we both knew it. But that didn't stop us.

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I knew somewhere out there, my parents were worried sick. Somewhere out there, my friends wondered about me. I knew that a world like this wouldn't last forever, and I had to make it last. But I could always retell it.

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