A Hand To Pull Me Through.
Description
This is a story I started ages ago but never finished. Nor did I ever publish it so I thought I put it up onto AFF and see what people think and if it gets a good response I might carry on with it and finish it.
Just a fair and simple warning, this story is 100% mine and I came up with everything and even wrote and edited everything myself. Don't plagiarise. I own all copyright to this story. I won't hesitate to take the story down either.
If I use any pictures or links, the credits to the owners.
Yes, English is technically my first language but that doesn't mean my English is perfect so I'm sorry for any spelling or grammer mistakes. (Have mercy on me please).
Enjoy my first AFF post.
Much Love <3
Foreword
I don’t know why I do some things. It’s funny really. Everyone thinks you have a normal life. The way you laugh at humourless jokes. The way you boast about a new pair of shoes. It’s all an act really.
It’s just a way to make people believe that you’re no different from them.
“An average student”, they’ll think. “She’s no exception. She’s just like us.” Simpletons.
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I stood there, at the edge of the cliff. I looked down at the sea crashing against the rocks.
Beautiful yet...so deadly.
The wind flying around my hair, whispering in my ears.
Jump in. Be part of the coiling waves and swim, swim with the colourful fishes, under the starry, night sky.
I looked at the moon.
Go on, a voice urged.
I looked for answers.
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