petition to make young adult authors stop writing about girls whose lives change when they meet a boy
When she saw him time slowed to a stop. He was so perfect and she knew her life would never be the same because she had finally found him. The one. The first boy she would ever kill.
That works.
Ooooo this fits in perfectly with a short story series I wrote in high school. Maybe I should start that up again, I used to personify traits in myself that I hated/were harmful to me (like massive amounts of anger and depression and that sort of thing)
Maybe I should try to kill my anxiety.
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