Yes, yes, this is one of those ten million. "What do you think of my story" questions. Sorry to be a bore but I’ve just started this, it’s sort of like a prologue/hook.

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I didn’t have any responsibilities now. I was wandering as free as a wave in the lake—as fragile. At any moment a wind could pick up, a current could change direction, and I’d be lost in the background noise. I’d crash myself against the beach. I was Cecile Montgomery, and who the hell was that?

Three months before I was the vagabond girl wearing black stockings and a grey dress that was too tight and “unseemly”, according to my mother, I was a happy bookworm at Marquette University, where I learned to solve for x, find the symbolism in The Canterbury Tales and memorize what elements went in what elemental groups—Alkali and Alkaline, Halogens and Noble Gasses. I did it until I couldn’t sleep at night and I wanted to scream, scream, scream, until blood poured out of my eyes. That’s what I imagined would happen, I would just scream so hard I’d have an aneurysm and it’d be all over with. Well that’s not how it happened.
It happened on a quiet Tuesday afternoon, when I was pretending to study and really just doodling on a legal pad of paper in the library. Very softly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around, and he was standing there. He was standing there looking at me like he used to, a tiny smirk on his face that pulled up only one corner of his mouth. The floor was very hard as it jerked towards me.
The nurse gave me something to calm down and I sat on the crinkly white examination table in the infirmary and poured out the entire story of a beautiful boy I’d once loved truly loved. He had eyes like two green marbles, under thick black lashes and a wide, white brow. I ache all over when I think about it, his broken body.
He never was in the library on a quiet, Tuesday afternoon. He was dead in his grave. I was somewhere in between the two.

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Would you want to read this book? What are your opinions on my writing style? Sorry for any grammatical errors, it’s very rough..

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