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В процессе, впервые опубликовано фев. 05, 2017
Starting a new life by moving to another city is the best way to handle any tragedies and to get over them. Right? Or is that the way people try to run away from their haunting past and problems?

My mother died a year ago. Her death had caused my brother to get depressed and suicidal, My dad to begin drinking and well... I guess me to learn how to fight through this very tough time.
 
My dad was a professional boxer and is now a boxing coach. Since we can remember our dad taught me and my bother to fight, which is why we are so good at it. For me fighting is a passion. It makes me forget about all problems in my messed up life and makes me live in the moment. 

We moved to a new city because my dad got a job offer that he accepted. But I didn't know there would be a boy in my English class, with whom I'd eventually fall in love.

And from then on... my life started to get very....let's say adventurous.
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult