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chapter 4A Chapter by carlaFifth period rolled along and like in every other class I sat in the back. As everyone came in, I watched zee sit with crystal in the front. She gave .. |
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chapter 5A Chapter by carlaHe led me to a secluded old shack that reeked of drugs, alcohol, and sex or was that rape; I didn’t know or want to. The door was no more than a.. |
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chapter 6A Chapter by carlaAfter running for a couple of minutes I began to walk the rest of the way. This was one of the ‘better’ neighborhoods and I knew I didn&rs.. |
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chapter 7A Chapter by carla“What’s wrong Adel? You haven’t been yourself all week” angel and I sat in our old tree house. I looked at her and saw the sis.. |
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chapter8A Chapter by carlaIt was fourth period and I was finally painting my project. I guess this one will have to do. There were many paintings that I had come up with and I .. |
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chapter 9A Chapter by carla“So what happened? What did she say?” crystal slandered into class and started to tell ‘everyone’ what happened. I just slid i.. |
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chapter 10A Chapter by carlaEntering my house is like going into a morgue. No one is around; it is so quiet only the dead could live here. It’s sad really but I have become.. |
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chapter11A Chapter by carlaIn my room I put my forget-me-not in a vase next to the rose. I smile fondly at it as if it had made a world of a difference. After our talk, Ulrich a.. |
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hopeA Book by carlawhen you lose the very little that you have how do you keep living. ricardo's story |
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chapter 1A Chapter by carlaChapter 1 My life was nothing but blood, violence, and struggle for survival. That was until I met her. I was born and left behind or abandoned the.. |
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