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Novel By: Emily Johnson

depression, heartbreak, tears, love. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Sep 21, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

I woke up, and I was at home. My alarm was blaring into my ear with the ever-so-annoying buzz. I checked the date, more confused than shit. The calendar on my phone said today was September 28th…which was the day of my homecoming dance. I was in my room. At my MOTHER's house...hmm. I out on a plain white sundress and flip-flop sandals to match. My hair was left down. As I walked downstairs into my once humble abode, my mother called me into her room.
"Tonight is your dance, so here is your dress. It was my dress when I was younger." She said, promise in her eyes.
"Mom?" I said, confused.
Before she could reply, everything turned white. After a few seconds, I was back in bed at the motel with David. Out of nowhere, I threw up. I needed to eat before I threw up again. I climbed over David, and went into the mini-fridge. There was several cookies in there. I ate one and a bite out of another.


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