Het eerste wat ik doe als ik opsta is mezelf wegen op de weegschaal die bepaald immers wat ik als ontbijt neem. Ik ben een meisje van 15 jaar wat nog al struggles heeft met het leven of nou ja leven mijn leven is prima ik heb hele lieve vriendinnen en ouders. Het enige waar ik mee struggle is mijn gewicht. In dit boekje beschrijf ik een waargebeurd verhaal het is een soort dagboek.
Een verhaal in dagboek vorm over een meisje dat de volledige wereld opnieuw moet ontdekken vanwegen een zwaar verkeers ongeval, ze weet niets meer.Sanne word wakker in een oude schuur, het enigste wat ze ziet is een man, een man met krullen. Ze moet iets vnden voor hem maar ze weet niet wat. ze krijgt maar een week de tijd. Lukt het haar om het te vinden? Ontdek het in dit verhaal.Ik probeer het verhaal iedere week een nieuw hoofdstuk te geven!
Hermione walked into the male's, dim bathroom. The smell of damp plaster hung in the air, a thin layer of water sat on the slippery tiled floor. A faint whimpering came from the other end of the bathroom, and through the steam clouding the room Hermione could just about make out the figure of Malfoy hunched over a low held sink. He sniffed and whimpered again, a splash sounded from beneath Hermione's feet as she stepped towards him through the water, and he snapped his head up sending a piercing look to her through the reflection in the mirror. She didn't stop approaching him though, and so he span briskly around, positioning himself so he was looking down and she couldn't quite see his face. Hermione took one final step towards Draco and she was stood squarely in front of him, their bodies inches from each other. She raise a hand and placed it under his chin, tilting his head up to look at her. His eyes bore into hers as his heart raced almost as fast as his thoughts. But one thought wouldn't clear his mind. Her lips, he switched his gaze to them before sweeping down and capturing them in his own. Hermione was slightly taken aback but no surprised and it was only a moment before she matched his kiss with her own...I hope to finish this book, my Jughead one is still going but I think I'll write this one now and make it quite short, but not too short.*NOT MY COVER* *NOT MY CHARACTERS*
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Chen Ge smiled. "Glad you asked. We're doing three AM challenges at my house, which is located in Jiujiang's New Century Park."
Lee Y/N receives a dm from her old stay bestie on Instagram after 3 years of his inactivity. When he apologizes, he starts to make up for his absence by reconnecting with her. [The cover of the book is made by me, but the background pic is not.]
Being different biracial was hard enough in this time and age. Try being a half-breed. Ya, that's right. I said it. Half breed. Half human and half alien.I won't go into how I was made, but I can say that I wasn't able to fit in either world.Sure, I had lived in a place counted as home, but I didn't belong. I wasn't like them.I was their weapon, something that could protect the world from the alien race that tried to destroy them.Would I choose to live with the people that I had grown up with and be a weapon? Or would I choose to be the prisoner because of what my parents did?I mean, I didn't ask to be born, but I was made.And, I chose to protect the world that was trying to be taken over. Just for the kids, though.