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"Life is either a great adventure or nothing." -Helen Keller

Jacob Amotz has never known a family. From his birth, every step towards adulthood has been carefully guided by the leaders of his community. Religion is a thing of the past, and the job of every citizen is to keep themselves in the balance of tolerance. 

Then one day someone speaks out. And suddenly, Jacob is introduced to a world of ideas that could shake everything he has known to be true about others....and himself.All Rights Reserved

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JUDGE ME, I DARE YOU! by kassy_gennifar

JUGDE ME; I DARE YOU! If you've never messed up...cast a stone at me. I sensed their rage from the way they looked at me. I heard the disapproval of the world and felt the hate from the society. From the way the universe worked on me... it seemed like it was against me. I did the most unthinkable things... I am sure my parents in heaven will be disappointed ... they might hate me forever- and my friends; embarrassed of my existence. One thing I know for sure is- am not the only one who lost their way while trying to figure things out, am not the only one who has worn her shirt inside out, am not the only one who has gotten into street fights, am not the only one who has preferred the lies to the truth...am not the only one who is cursed! Can I not be forgiven? can't my imperfections be ignored? So, unless you're God; unless you've got perfection in your DNA- unless you've never messed up...cast a stone at me. JUDGE ME, I DARE YOU! AMADI JENNIFER.

Then he came along by Kuchi_m_s04

My life could be described in three words. Loving but unloved. I knew my whole family cared less about me and many who were close to us knew it. It was an undeniable fact.Some would say I was ungrateful because my parents gave me everything- everything except their love. At times I prayed to God to give me another family but I knew better than that. He always has reasons for doing all things. I was raised in a home with 9 other siblings so at first I thought it was due to that fact. But it wasn't. They loved, cared and spoilt all my siblings. It stung each time I saw how happy they were even without me. It was like I never even existed. However, I existed just as the Hunts little secret and as the family black sheep. They thought I had some mental problem but I didn't. On another hand, I remained hopeful that my family would come to love me for who I was. I remained hopeful that my parents would shower me with the same love they did my siblings. But then he came along and changed everything.

HOUSE OF FIRE by Rose-B2

My mother used to tell me to live a life filled with adventure and excitement. She always said I needed to look at the larger picture, never let fear or doubt hold me back, and that when the time comes I should take courage and face the unknown. It never occurred to me that those small words of encouragement would one day set my life on a path I never thought I'd have to one-day walkthrough. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What would you do if you were suddenly told, your entire life has been a lie. That you have quite a line of people who want you dead for reasons unknown to you, simply because you bear the last name... Carter. Well, this is my story of how I struggled to overcome my biggest fears.

My Life Being Dead by bellaholmes58

Hello. I’m Cassidy. I’m 16 years old, and I am helpless. I’m weak, defenseless and not to mention unassuming. I am utterly boring and uninteresting. I wouldn’t be surprised if God himself overlooked me. Maybe that’s why my life sucks so much. My face is dull and pale, and my hair is mousy brown. My eyes are black and my fingers are long and stringy. Once in junior high, a teacher likened me to ghost. I had wanted to tell her, “Yes. I remind myself of a ghost sometimes too.” But I didn’t say anything in return. I have one friend and even she doesn’t like me for me; only for the shiny new car my step dad bought me. Boys don’t notice me. And when they do it’s only to pick out my flaws and display them to everyone around. All in all, I am a sad and pathetic specimen of a human being. Why am I writing this? Because on June 3rd, 2011, at 12:31 am, I died.

Fix Me, I'm Broken by Ana11e1y

Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED Â© 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Â®

Mirror by Minnsta

On the brink of self-destruction, Leila struggles to stay afloat with little to no time before she's devoured by her conniving mind. In an effort to save herself once and for all, Leila stands against her strongest obstacle: herself. *** "It was only ever us!" They screamed "When everyone looked the other way; when they turned a blind eye on your tears-on your blood-I was there! I saved us! I saved you!" "No, that's not...stop talking," I pleaded, every word adding more pressure around my head. Draven's breath, suddenly inches away from my face, burns the surface of my skin. "Stop lying to yourself and accept reality for once. You and I both know you'd be dead without me. You should be thanking me. I helped you more than anyone else has." I snapped my eyes to theirs-furious yet overflowing with disappointment. "You'd be dead without me," I seethed through clenched teeth and furrowed eyebrows. "That's the only reason you ever "helped" me stay alive." *** This story contains sensitive and triggering mental health material. Please read at your own risk. #7 in Manipulative 11•9•24 #8 in Manipulative 11•7•24

Nina by taneiartxo

Don't think that my life is so typical because I once thought that and then everything changed for me. Don't ask me how either because I don't know. I mean.. you could see for yourself. And then you could give me an answer because I obviously don't have one. BOOK ONE COPYRIGHT | I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES.

Behind closed doors by Miawya

3 sides to every story Yours. Mines. And the truth I act like everything is fine. I laugh at people's jokes, I do stupid shit with my friends and I act like I have a carefree life. It's funny though. When I come back home, I just turn off that mental switch then suddenly I break down. I feel alone, empty, worthless, tired, I can't exactly describe how I feel in two words. It's like I have two different me's. One for the public and one for myself. Only if they knew what happens behind closed doors.. Abuse| rape| exposed| sex| betrayal |love |murder| thugs| love All rights reserved to Tamia Branch ©

I wasn't special, I wasn't a marine or a scientist sent here from earth to study Pandora, I was a behaviorist-some say behaviorists are scientists too; but the brain isn't made up of mathematics and hope, it's like the roots of trees. Forever speaking but unheard. I study people's brains and their behavior. I don't look at it with hope and faith. I'm nothing special, not really. When I was accepted to help with Project Pandora, I was exhilarated. This was my big break, something to get me out there. I never expected for it to spiral into my life unprofessionally-become personal, emotional. That I would have to fight in a war between man and alien, choose between my own people and a clan of beings that accepted me-welcomed me, trained and made me one of them. This wasn't supposed to become personal, but it did.

Our Flor by Cely-124

"I loved you like there was no tomorrow yet you left like yesterday didn't mean a thing" All my life I wished for was a family .A happy home to come to I've had it but it all came crumbling down when my mom took me from my only happiness and she would be the reason the world showed it's dark side at a young age. Sneak Peek: "Wow" "she's a goddess" "who is that" "she is a beauty" "what an attention seeker" I walk down the ball smiling softly at all the guests.I walk behind my brothers and papa while Lucas is beside me.I don't miss the lust from men or the jealous glares women are giving me.But what surprises me the most is I see a face I never thought I would see ever again.... Under editing 👋 READ MY BOOK TO FIND OUT July 15😊 Sequel will be out in a while😘

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JUDGE ME, I DARE YOU!

JUGDE ME; I DARE YOU! If you've never messed up...cast a stone at me. I sensed their rage from the way they looked at me. I heard the disapproval of the world and felt the hate from the society. From the way the universe worked on me... it seemed like it was against me. I did the most unthinkable things... I am sure my parents in heaven will be disappointed ... they might hate me forever- and my friends; embarrassed of my existence. One thing I know for sure is- am not the only one who lost their way while trying to figure things out, am not the only one who has worn her shirt inside out, am not the only one who has gotten into street fights, am not the only one who has preferred the lies to the truth...am not the only one who is cursed! Can I not be forgiven? can't my imperfections be ignored? So, unless you're God; unless you've got perfection in your DNA- unless you've never messed up...cast a stone at me. JUDGE ME, I DARE YOU! AMADI JENNIFER.