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What happens when ones' life only revolves around an individual messaging app? Will they solely be devoted to that app permanently? How does this develop their outside world? Why don't you question Kake? Y'know, the most bipolar, schizophrenic, anxious child in the school. This is a tale about how she manages her life within countless discomfort and despair. -- WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN LGBT SAYINGS AND SCENES. IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS, PLEASE REFRAIN FROM READING THIS BOOK. I WILL NOT ACCEPT HOMOPHOBIC COMMENTS ON MY STORY. IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING RUDE TO SAY, SAY IT ELSEWHERE --
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You can read the uncut version of this book over on https://archiveofourown.org/works/61769338 Life could be so unfair, everyone adored my big sister Ava, yes everyone. Ava was the most popular girl in school, she was outgoing, beautiful, and shone like a radiant star. Our parents told her she could easily be a model or anything she wanted really, and Ava with all the confidence of a film star strode through life dazzling all in her wake. She had thousands of followers on her Instagram, Whatsapp, and Tic Toc, and what did I have. Well I had a creative streak and an introverted nature, and I lived in Ava's shadow. The only reason it seemed anyone spoke to me was to get my big sister's attention. I felt like a butler or a handmaiden to a Queen. It was like I never had my own identity. No one saw me at all, until that one day someone did, and I remember it like yesterday. Did I make a good decision probably not, would I do it again, I am unsure. But just once someone noticed me, yes me, and it felt so good. It was good at first, but by the time I had realized the good would never last, the jaws of the trap were closed. I was far away and at his mercy, and yet another stood by me, one who could rescue me from my mistakes.

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