"I found myself standing still, waiting for the last grain of sand in the hourglass to make its final landing. I wouldn't think a grain of sand could change my life, but it did because my time ran out for that particular season."
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Pinwheels and Dandelions
Teen FictionI was kicked around like trash on the streets. I was the book that nobody could understand or read, but without a care, they were quick to rip out the pages. I screamed for attention, but time after time, I was ignored. Nobody noticed me, so I made...
