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holdin' you close, I'll never let go.
heyy(: my name's paigee. main witty: paigeee_xoxox. twitter: @paigeee_x2 this is a story collab account with myself, and my friend trinity. i'm thirteen years old and in seventh grade. i love to write. my favorite sport is softball. i love the shows jersey shore, law and order, awkward, and more. my favorite movies are my sister's keeper and soul surfer. fuck twilight. i'm obsessed with all things harry potter. they taught me how to live. demi lovato and avril lavigne are my favorite artists. my favorite color green. fuck bitches, hoes, fakes, etc. fuck any boy who has ever broken your heart. welllp, that's just about it(: bye lovessss.
figurin' out what love really means.
hiii,  i'm trinity. i'm awkward and i like harry potter. twelve, seventh  grade. role model; itskingsleybitch♥ main witty; trinityy_xoxox. i like naps... & food. shows; the amanda show, modern family jersey shore. drizzyyy drake♥(:   lady gaga. weezzzyffff. & avril lavigne.
sluts, manwhores, fakes, hoes, heartbreakers, they can alll kiss my asssss. twitter:  @Trinityyy_
lalalalalalalalalalalal. i don't  know what to  write.
okayy buhhbyee nowww(:
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    December 1, 2011 9:31pm UTC
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    All Alone In A World So Cold
    paigeee_xoxox: chapter three
    Here we are, two years later. I'm in ninth grade now. Well, I will be in about two hours when I walk through the doors leading to hell for the first time in months. Why did summer have to go by so fast? It's not like I did anything anyways. I mean, who would want to hang out with me? Although, I liked sitting alone in my room. It beats getting made fun of everyday.
    I looked at the clock. It was only 5:30. Why was I up so early? I guess I couldn't sleep. I hardly can anymore, not with all the things going on in my life. I walked downstairs. The smell of booze immediately smacked me right in the face. Oh, did I forget to mention? After my sister died, my mom became an alcoholic and drug addict. She's always in and out of rehab, and hardly around anymore. As for my dad, well he stayed around for a little while after the accident. He quit his job though, and times were tough. We were barely getting by. Him and mom fought almost every day. One day, he left. I haven't heard from him since. Honestly, I don't mind. He became abusive after we lost my sister, to both me and my mom. It was a relief to know I wouldn't have to come home to a punch in the face or a bottle of vodka being poured on me.
    Sorry, I got side-tracked. That happens a lot. My mind trails off into a world of it's own. I went into the kitchen, and sat down to a bowl of cereal. Yum, right? I went back into my room. I put on my new school outfit, all black clothing, of course. I looked in the mirror and played with my one of many facial piercings. I hooked on the bright green suspenders and put on green bracelets to match. These bracelets, mean everything to me. They hide my dozens of scars on my wrists. Those aren't the only ones though. I also like to cut on my hip or on my thighs, where people rarely see them. I like it that way. I guess it doesn't really matter though, since everyone knows I cut. It's not really a secret anymore, and it hasn't been for a while.
    Sorry, I got side-tracked again. I warned you. I applied my heavy eyeliner and black lipstick. There, perfect. I still had time left, so I sat and read my book for a little bit. I looked at the clock. I had five minutes to catch my bus. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door. My mom was passed out on the couch. I waited at my bus stop for a few minutes, when I saw it coming down the street. Here we go again...

  4. Xx_StoriesFromTheHeart_xX Xx_StoriesFromTheHeart_xX
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    November 30, 2011 7:23pm UTC
    All Alone In A World So Cold
    trinityy_xoxox: chapter two
    I stayed in the hospital for a few weeks, so did my dad. My mom was fine after a night or two. She spent most of her time in my dads room, helping him. He was hurt worse than me. I can only remember the one time, that my mom woke me up. " I'm really sorry I haven't helped you alot, I really am. but, your dad isn't doing so well, you and him are in alot of pain." I shook my head in understandment. As she walked out of the room I said to myself, "The worst pain was losing Arianna." She looked back, and walked out.
    As if I said nothing. I already had started to feel alone & depressed.
    For a few nights, I told myself Arianna was fine. I had myself so convinced that Arianna was alive, I remeber asking my mom " Can Arianna come visit me? I haven't seen her in days."
    All my mom did was stare at me. After a while, she looked at me and said " Honey, Arianna is gone." "What do you mean gone?" I looked at her in disbelief. "When we crashed she had died, I'm so sorry Lily. " She walked out of my room. I cried all night. I didn't want to believe her. This is just the start, of my.... our story.

  5. Xx_StoriesFromTheHeart_xX Xx_StoriesFromTheHeart_xX
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    November 30, 2011 7:00pm UTC
    All Alone In A World So Cold
    paigeee_xoxox: chapter one
    What would you do if you discovered everything you knew, was a lie? What would you do if your life completely flipped upside down? How would you feel? How would you react?
    My name's Lilly. I was just an average teenage girl. I loved to play sports and hang out with my friends. I loved life just as much as the next person. I didn't spend my days in and out of hospitals. The scars and bruises on my body were always there by accident. There was a time when I had never even seen a feeding tube before.
    I think back to those times. They should bring back good memories, right? They should make me feel better, correct? No. They only make me remember how normal I used to be, and it reminds me how I will never be the same again.
    You might be wondering what happend that made my life take this horrible turn for the worse. I'm still wondering myself. I guess a girl can only take so many broken hearts. A girl can only get called so many names, before she breaks.
    I'll take you back to the start. I was only twelve years old. It was my grandma's birthday. She was turning seventy-two. It was December. The roads were icy and dangerous. My sister, Arianna, and I were chatting in the back seat. She was fourteen at the time. It all happend so fast, it all seems like a blur to me. I just remember feeling the impact as our car slid into a telephone pole. I remember hearing the sirens. There was a lot of blood coming from my forehead. I remember looking at my parents. My dad was holding my mom in his arms, they were both in tears. I looked over at my sister. Well, I tried to. I couldn't see her, anywhere. I noticed something, though. The window on her side was shattered to pieces. I could barely move, but I managed to sit up enough to look past the broken shards of glass. That's when I saw her. She was laying on the cold pavement, in a pool of her own blood. My head started spinning. Eveyone's voices started fading into the backround. The last thing I heard before passing out, was the sound of a policemen's voice.
    He muttered the words, "I don't feel a pulse."
    I woke up in the hospital. The first person I saw, was my mom. She was crying. As soon as I awakened, she ran up and hugged me. There was only one thing on my mind.
    "Where's Arianna?" I asked, in a weak voice that I didn't think was my own.
    My mom's face went white. She turned and walked out of the room. That's when I knew. My sister was dead. My best friend, gone. Forever.
    That's how the depression started, but believe me that's not where it ended. Lilly Reynolds, that's me. The little girl who was so full of life, turned into the emo freak nobody would talk to. I'm here to share my story.

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