Book, Cover (a fictional short story I wrote awhile back)

Dave was sweating. The sun was warm but not uncomfortably so - it felt considerably milder than the sun back in Orange - but dragging the bag along the street probably hadn’t been the best idea. It wa_ Katelyn:Does body count at 18? Or does it matter in general?(4 July 2017) Katelyn:Then I had sex with a [...]
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Wilma:
And if they can't accept me for me, or love me for who I am, they're just lying to their selves.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
They keep on bugging me and telling me how antisocial I am, but that's just me.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
They boss me around and tell me what to do without giving me a choice.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
I was an innocent girl until age eight, when I learned about 'laptops' and 'computers.' I got more moody then, which I admit was my fault, but... They do things that annoy me, they don't bother to try to learn about me.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
I grew up in a religious family, strict, serious.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
I honestly don't want to kill myself over this, because I have friends which I love dearly.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
I'm on the verge of committing suicide, I know some people say this just to get attention, but I need help.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
I'd tell my brother how annoying he is, how much I can't stand him.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
Yes, I am suicidal, but the only think keeping me from killing myself is my friends, If I did kill myself, I would first tell my parents how they need help, they're terrible, they know nothing about parenting... How much I hate them.
(4 July 2017)

Wilma:
But he's gotten hostile too, just before he left he started yelling at me.
(4 July 2017)