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Living the life
Hello my mane is Demetria Devonne Lovato but for now you can call me Demi. I have almost everything life has to offer. I’m rich, a princess, beauty, clothes etc. So what maybe be missing from my perfect life? Love. The amor of my life died in a car accident on what was supposed to be our weeding day. It was an arranged marriage but that didn’t mean I didn’t amor him. I’m 19 now and will be going on to 20 soon. My mom has been pressuring me to marry so that I can become queen but after Cody, I just couldn’t bring myself to it. My best friend Selena has been there for...

I hope you like this! if its bad
i dont blame you. Im not really a good writer
I used some things I read from different jemi articles.
i decided to change it.
" oi get away from me" Joe yelled at two bullies that cornered him at lunch.
"We will go away as soon as you give us your lunch money" One of the bullies said in a cold tone ". You win" Joe said in deafeat he handed the boys his money. " Iike taking doces from a baby" The other bully said in a moking tone as they walked away.

I sat down alone at a mesa, tabela no one liked me just because im new! Joe thought. But then a little girl with a sweet...

"Death sentence?"I choked out.

Today was the day. The dia of my life. The dia I say goodbye to this hell hole and all people in it. The ending of my life.
"You have a visitor" the guard said before leading me to a different cell.
There was a girl with long brown hair in a white coat, black leggings pants and boots with dark sunglasses covering her eyes. My face turned grimace when I recognized who it was.
"I'm not so happy to see you either"
"What are you going here Selena?"
"Good you know who I am; saves valuable time in introductions. My reason here is simple just tell me where you're holding my...

It doesnt make sense anymore,
There isnt any reason to live,
Everything that has ever mattered has fallen apart
And nothing will turn into everything I will ever have.



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I carefully peeped inside, scanning the room for a boy dressed in black skinny jeans, a white t- camisa and a red vest. He was sitting cross-legged in a corner with his back toward me and was fiddling with something shiny in his hands.
"You cant just keep running from your problems" I said and he glanced over his shoulder and turned back.
"You dont know what its like to take away someones life especially your brother" his normal sweet...