by T. Marie Alexander
Publication date: January 27th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Have you ever craved something so badly that all reason was just an excuse getting in your way?
Have you needed something so desperately that you didn’t care how you got it or who you hurt in the process?
I have—and not that long ago.
Acceptance… from family and friends…
Acceptance of the person I am inside and not outright rejection.
It didn’t come easily for me, and now I believe the world needs to know just how ruthless life can be. How that overwhelming yearning for acceptance can mold you into someone you don’t recognize when you look in the mirror. I’m through hiding behind one façade after another—it’s time for the world to meet the real me.
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T. Marie Alexander lives in Arkansas. She can be found sitting at a computer on any given day, usually writing or looking up something to do with fashion. When she is not doing either of those things, she’s reading on her Kindle or binge watching Roswell on Netflix time and time again. She shares her apartment with her husband and some annoying ghost that like to take her belongings. Her dream of becoming an author started around the age of seven when she would glue small pages together and write about her favorite thing at the time, boy band crushes. T. Marie writes Young Adult Science Fiction and Paranormal Fiction.
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I stare at the computer screen for a second. The thought of someone actually talking to me on here never truly crossed my mind. I mean, yeah, I came on here thinking that maybe I could pretend to be someone else for a little while. But a guy with wings inviting me to his room of darkness never crossed my mind.
Guest_Kazuma3387: U respond by typing on ur keyboard
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: Sorry. Hi
Guest_Kazuma3387: LOL no problem. Just talk.
Guest_Kazuma3387: High school senior or college freshmen?
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: Excuse me?
Guest_Kazuma3387: Ur profile says u r 18
Right. You had to be eighteen or older to create an account with this chatroom. A little lie never really hurt anyone, so I put eighteen. Not like I won’t be eighteen soon. Give or take four years.
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: High school senior. That a problem?
Guest_Kazuma3387: As long as u 18 babe we have no problem. So tell me what are high schools like these days
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: How old are you?
Guest_Kazuma3387: 25 That a problem?
Wow, I should so not be talking to this guy. He could be dangerous. He could be a hacker. My parents would go ballistic if they knew I was talking to a twenty-five-year-old man in some chatroom I just happened to come across. Maybe I should log out and forget about this. I move my mouse to the quit button just as another message pops onto the screen.
Guest_Kazuma3387: Didn’t mean to scare u off babe
I smile to myself. Talking to him won’t hurt; I’m sure. And Mom and Dad won’t find out.
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: You didn’t. Can you give me a sec?
I get up from my computer and go lock my bedroom door. I don’t want anyone coming in here. Not tonight. The problems of reality don’t exist right now. This chatroom, this guy, have my full, undivided attention for the remainder of the night. Or until I decide to do my homework.
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: Back. Where were we?
Guest_Kazuma3387: U were going 2 tell me ‘bout high school life
Guest_QueenMarieAntoinette: Do you really want to know?
Guest_Kazuma3387: Bout u. Yes.