These Lies That Bind Me
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MatureOngoing17m
Last published Sat, Jun 23, 2018
I guess I 'fell down the stairs' or 'got hit by the door' I walked into class, hiding my face and staying quiet whilst also wiping my tiny little tears. Luke happened to see me, "what happened?" I looked up all bruised up, "it's a long story."
Alexis Gonzales, a girl who goes through way to much for one life time, but it's the beginning she meets characters from all over but one speaks to her one does something to her.
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