Before I walk out of the house I look at my self in the mirror and all I can see is a pale girl with rosy cheeks, full red pout lips but sorrow and detirmed looking eyes. I squint as I realize why people always say I look moody. I like smiling but I mean like smiling all the time to me seems weird . I hate remembering the times when... A life where Amara tries to hide her secrets and find out about others.is she going to find out why she came here or will she have to go on a adventure with people she starts to know from experiences. Life changes she realises what her purpose is and will her luck change ? I wonder how people have time to do things in life that are actually fun. I don't want to be like them but my life is just dreams and wonder.urgh! why should I care what they do .im not like them and I shall prove them wrong! Thank you guys for reading my book ! I love you guys so much . It means so much to me :) always comment. I love it when you guys comment:)
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