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Three Lies and a Truth

Novel By: ForeverDricka
Young adult

Two years ago, she left hoping to get away from the trouble she caused.

Now, she needs two months of stability before she's out of their hair.

For good.
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Seventeen-year-old Harley Lucas was known for her shenanigans but one faithful night, two years ago, things went too far and ruined hers, as well as others, perfect life as they know it.

Everyone was finally getting their life back on track when she came back. She promised: just two months so that she could graduate from high school and then she'd be gone, never to be seen again.

But things don't always go as smoothly as planned and the truth begins to come out: because maybe it wasn't Harley driving the car that ended her best friends' life.

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Submitted:Feb 4, 2013    Reads: 176    Comments: 18    Likes: 7   

(A/N: Hi Dumplings! ForeverDricka here, and I have a proposition for you. Taha. Just kidding. I just want you guys to read my novel because you are so lovely. So, alas, here is my new novel 'Three Lies and a Truth'. Hope you like it. Don't forgot to Comment, Like, and Fan. Or as I like to call it CLF. Okay. Happy reading!



I stared up at the familiar house and watched as the man passed around the food in a formal way, as the son and daughter joked around or chowed down, and as the woman smiled with love at the scene. It was perfect - perfect enough that I was going to ruin it just by showing my face and I truly felt gultity. I shouldn't have though; ruining people's life had become part of mine.

I sighed and rubbed my temples hoping to suppress some of the terrible memories that had made me pack up and run out of this town in the first place. I then hitched my backpack further up my shoulder and walked up the small concrete path to the door.

I felt another pang of guilt when I saw the mat with the words 'Welcome' writtened in a perfect script on it but I hid it, so they couldn't see pass my facade, and knocked on the door.

The door opened and I heard a slight gasp.

I looked up at the woman, who looked like a older version of myself.I wondered if she remembers me. It hadn't been that long, so she had to. She needed to. I wanted her to.

"Harley," the woman said, love on full blast in her eyes.

So she did remember me. Well... I guess I should return the favour.

I looked up at her, my hood falling back to reveal my famous smirk decorating my features before I replied with, "Hello Mother Dearest."


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