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Chapter 2
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 2 When my mother found out she was pregnant, she didn’t immediately tell my father. She said she didn’t want to ruin his life. ..
Chapter 3
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 3 Alex was severely depressed. No one ever knew. Not her closest friends or her family. At least, that’s what I had thought. I think ..
Chapter 4
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 4 I saved all of her text messages. All fifty two of them. That’s how many days Alex lived in the story of my life. After I managed..
Chapter 5
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 5 I’ve always admired writers. People that can sit down with a blank piece of paper and create a masterpiece out of the English lan..
Chapter 6
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 6 Ten years was what my mother was originally sentenced. However with a few complications and being admitted to the psychiatric hospi..
Chapter 7
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 7 When my mother woke up in the back seat, she was incredibly disoriented. Her head ached from all the alcohol and she couldn’t hardl..
Chapter 8
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 8 I spent the remainder of the day in and out of consciousness. Noah never left my side although a few times I would wake up and ..
Chapter 9
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 9 When my mother went into labor after nine months of torturous sobriety and sleepless nights, my father rushed my mother to ..
Chapter 10
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 10 The room was still dark when I woke up. I looked over at the clock on my night stand. It read 4:43. A big yawn escaped from my mou..
Chapter 11
A Chapter by
Sarah
Chapter 11 My knees were shaking uncontrollably as the rest of my body sat frozen. Noah’s right hand was holding onto the inner part of..
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