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Genre: Mainstream Fiction
About ralj1640Location: in my own world that I can't control Favorite music: Mostly the songs on my iPod that I find all over the internet. I hate buying music. |
Joined: October 3, 2007 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 44 NaNoWriMo buddies: 10
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Brief Author Bio: Me? Well I'm your average teenager that loves to write even though I don't have the time. Novels are my passion even though I have yet to complete one. I tried last year and failed. This year is better because I know people that are doing it to. My November is packed but I'm going to try anyway. |
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Synopsis: Tell Me to Breathe
When Ava was in high school she met her dream man in the form of a football player named Farren. He is the quarterback, everybody’s friend, the son of a preacher. He is everything. And once upon a time she had a chance with him. That was a long time ago. Now she is on trail for the murder of three little girls when she meets up with him again, in the form of her new counselor. Now as Farren beings to question her past she begins to wonder was there anything ever in him? And as he asks she answers and she beings to wonder, was she ever as sane as she thought?
Excerpt: Tell Me to Breathe
“Ava?” she heard the man’s voice say her name, asking this time, and Ava stopped her search for her missing blankets as she snapped her gaze up to his face and stared at him.
“Farren?” she asked his name back, watching him worriedly for a moment as all he color in her face fell out, then rushed back in as she tried to remember were she was, and why he was here, in a room, with her.
“Ava, do you know were you are?” Farren asked commandingly, yet concerned and kind as he took a step towards her.
Now more panicked than ever Ava began hurriedly around the room but that was stopped in a moment as he took three quick steps and held her chin in his hand. “No, no,” he said in a gentle whisper. “do not look around, just tell me were you are.”
Ava tried to steal a glance around him but that was stopped as his hand held her face firm. Restoring to no movement Ava closed her eyes, trying to relax.
“Good,” Farren said gently. “now, were are you Ava?”
Taking a deep breath Ava almost nodded to herself. “I am St Gorges mental institution,” and opening her eyes which let go of a small tear that had been trying to rush out. “and I am insane.”
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