The Diamond Of Our Being (BEING EDITED)

The Diamond Of Our Being (BEING EDITED)

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"Life is strange." Hayden's gaze follows the organised chaos of the moving cars and people below us. "But life is unfair on everyone. So, doesn't that... make it fair?" The wind lightly strokes along his face and a perfect strand of his jet black hair falls before his eyes, fluttering on the bridge of his nose. Everybody dies. But not everybody lives. When Annalise begins to receive hair-raising and distressing texts from someone who knows her, she can't believe her eyes when the anonymous person uncovers a dark family secret. Blackmailed into exposure, she decides to handle the situation on her own. Throw in her crazy friends: Ashlyn, Landon and Grey, falling for her best friend, Hayden and a shattered home life - Ann is thrust into the experience of figuring life out. Only once she believes she's finally grasped the 'concept of life', the decisions she made in the past catch up to her... and she's quick to realize that they were huge mistakes. Has she actually sealed a deal with death instead? DISCLAIMER: This book has been written to raise awareness to prevent suicide. Please note that it may trigger sensitivity towards subjects such as suicide and death, because such events are mentioned and DO OCCUR. (I do include trigger warnings, though x) This story also contains strong language (swearing). XD However, the main purpose of this book is to encourage knowledge of prevention and acceptance of suicide - because I think it's an important matter and that awareness should be raised about it x So please, if you want, give it a go - especially if you like a good teen fiction! Happy reading!❤
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***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

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