Lost Souls
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As a girl, finding your soulmate is everything. For if you turn eighteen without finding them something terrible happens. Something worse than death. * Clarissa has been a statue since 1792, when the curse first started. She dwells in the Museum of Lost Souls where the other girls who never find their soulmate are. She's now a lying bust that sits in a painful sorrow. Ash goes to the Museum of Lost Souls with a girl he believes to his soulmate, yet when he sees this one statue he feels something for her. He then goes to the museum everyday, trying to figure out who this girl is and how to help her. Only you're not allowed to help those lost souls, at least you aren't supposed to. Because the royal family decreed it, yet no one knows why.
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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.

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