Rose's Memories
Rose's Memories

Rose's Memories

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I'm known as a freak girl...why? Maybe it's because I'm the only girl in high school who doesn't just care about sex, clothes and parties, I thought about leaving school and going to a place far away where I would be happy and people wouldn't judge me alone. because I am myself. For a second I forget I'm on planet earth and I remember that it seems like society's new hobby is judging people by what they wear, hear, eat, etc. The point is that nowadays people don't judge others for their character but for frivolous reasons, that's why I keep away from society. I don't think anyone understands me just my books or that's what I thought. The first day of class was never easy for me, I even talk to my colleagues, but with none of them I have that intimacy. Worst thing is when you have that teacher who loves to make us all talk a little about ourselves to the class, I think this is my worst nightmare but it comes true.... -Rosalie introduce herself to the class please say my art teacher pointing at me, at the time i started to break out in a cold sweat which was weird and embarrassing, i got up and went to the front of the classroom. -Hi, my name is Rosalie, call me Rose, I'm 16 years old and I've never failed a grade and many people know me here. there I don't have much to say and that bye everyone clapped and some laughed and kept talking about me, I sat down and soon the teacher called a boy I had never seen, he started to introduce himself he seemed shy from what I understood he was new to school and town he was different he was quiet and handsome i saw something different about him that was weird i didn't want to, i didn't see him like any other boy i saw him differently the weird thing was i wanted to find out why I looked at him and noticed something different... I couldn't be attracted to him... or could I?
16+Laufende Geschichte~40min Lesezeit

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“Existe alguma palvra que defina algo mais que perfeito ? se exisitir me avisem pois e o que define essa fanfic.Ao ler ela eu percebia que a autora quis relatar varios acontecimentos na vida adolescente como o ciumes,amadurecimento,sua primeira paixao,etc.A melhot sensaçao que tenho ao ler essa fanfic e que eu me sinto como a personagem principal (Rose).Patrabens por essa fanfic,sei que e cedo mas ela merece uma recomendaçao,beijos ♥”

Gesamt: 7,915 Wörter
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Protologo

312 Wörter•~2 min
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O primeiro dia

1,623 Wörter•~9 min
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O texto

1,824 Wörter•~10 min
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O ciumes

1,505 Wörter•~8 min
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A ignorancia

1,470 Wörter•~8 min
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Arrependimento

1,181 Wörter•~6 min

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