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Diffident[dif-i-duh nt] adjective1.lacking confidence in one's own ability, worth, or fitness; timid; shy.2.restrained or reserved in manner, conduct, etc.They were.... different, to say the least. They would downplay their talent to make way for others, yet go above and beyond what most expected when it came to loyalty and strength. Few friends they had, but those who gained their respect always had a support to lean on. Acquaintances numbered in the double digits, and were always led to believe that they had their trust. Enemies few, though they did not even truly know of their combined hatred.Not one knew what they would do when challenged in the sport they loved.…

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Just some songs I come up with on my own. Please don't steal my ideas or I will report you.…

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A place where I shall put all my photography and any artwork I do.…

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What would you do, if your world and everything you knew, was a lie? An illusion?Would you strive for the truth? Hide behind the smoke? Or would you follow an entity you're not even sure is really there?I chose the third option. I followed the Wolf.…

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When ever I get tag challenged, I'll post it in this book.…

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It's been 3 months since Aphmau 'died'. Her friends have stopped looking. Her family has moved on. But she hasn't been lost. No, she's just been trying to find herself.When a wrong move puts her loved ones in danger, will she come back? Or will she let her shadows, those she swore to vanquish, shatter those she holds dear?…

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Aren't we all dwelling in the past?Within a second, a lot can happen. Your life can come crashing down, forcing you to run. A silver lining no where in sight, you follow the darkness, til it consumes you. I was struggling through the days, following a strange man. He brought me here. I started to forget, but THEY never did. Was it the right call? Probably not. Was it necessary? Absolutely.…

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You know that feeling of pride you had as a kid? That feeling that where ever you lived after would never measure up?Aphmau was a loner, an outcast. She did it by her own hand, but it still didn't mean that she wasn't lonely. A small painting, gifted from her grandmother, four crazy, hilarious new friends, and a new adventure all make her think that there really was Something to a Small Town. WARNING: There may be some triggers in this story, so please read with caution. I do not own any of these characters except my OC's. If you find that this is not the story for you, please don't leave hate comments.Heyo! Convela here. So, I have a lot going on right now. I'm not discontinuing it forever, but it may be a while before I crack this open again. Sorry guys. ~Convela…

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The past is hard to understand. Especially when you don't remember anything about yourself besides your name.Aphmau cannot remember anything before she stumbled upon Phoenix Drop. After she entered the Irene Dimension, she starts to question where she came from. When she heads out to Bright Port, a story rings a long forgotten bell within her memory. As the horrifying memories darken her soul, SHE REMEMBERS THE SHADOWS OF PASTS.Heyo! I'm Convela. This is my first book, so do expect some errors. Thanks to all of you who read!…