This whole story is fiction, and there's nothing in it that I support or believe in.
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I don't know what to make of this world anymore.
The world is a funny place.
They tell you you're a speck in the universe, meaning you're miniscule; you're null. I have always thought of it this way, not precisely of myself, oh no. My parents have always taught me to be a "useful" speck, and that the people who hurt me were the "null" speck; meaning they couldn't hurt me. They couldn't make my life a living hell.
They haven't seen Dylan, well they have, but not the other side of him, at least. He's not even a speck. He is the whole universe. He has my whole life in his hands and he could mold me and twist me however he wants and I couldn't say no.
This is how my story begins.
This is how I met Dylan.
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Jamie, meet Dylan. Dylan, meet Jamie
Teen FictionJamie Forrester is the seventeen year old son of a hopeful congressman who was not looking forward to his father's election party. He then meets Dylan Reed, an old and forgotten childhood friend. The two quickly reconnect, but Jamie soon discovers D...
