Upcoming bookBEST FRIENDS WISHDedication: Dedicated to that Richmond in my life that I did the same thing Anabell did .I'm sorry I realized too late what you were to me and by then you were gone. RenieDarling_14. Prologue The old lady looked feeble. The minute our subway train started, she was going to keel over. Then she'd be a sick passenger, and the train would stop while we waited for an ambulance, and I'd be late for school. Plus she looked terrified . I gave her my seat. I helped her into it. " Thank you, dear. You have done me a good turn." Her tone was like music to the ears ,so round, sweet and juicy like an anchorwoman's. " And you know what they say about a good turn ." " That's okay." I said . Was she gonna tip me ? I thought " I don't want anything." I added. " Yes, you do Anabe
EmilyLife can sometimes hit you real bad. To think that you will wake up everyday and see that beautiful face . That face that means the world to you . To come back from work and be greeted by that person . I had just closed from school and I decided to go to the nearby food stand I saw ,since I can't live with an empty stomach I'll probably die . I sat under the tree at the corner , put out my notepad and began doing my homework . I love nature and everything but I go by one rule you hate me, I hate you .Sitting under the tree listening to the whistling sound of the air passing through the leaves I felt a chilly breeze along my skin . The Rusty looking leaves creating melodious tunes as they begin to sway . The blue sky loosing sight of its cloud as the sun gradually begins to move descending lower and lower until it disappears . My lunch was then placed in front of me .I shut my notepad as I picked my fork and dipped it into my fries and chicken. " Oh God! , the food is so good
I'm Irene Essah . Born and raised in Ghana . A sixteen year old girl. Student of labone Senior High School. I guess writing books was always a part of me for the moment where I began acting in my mirror to the moment I began placing my Bic pen on my notepad to write .Most of my books are written based on my own imagination and emotions . Beneath The Scars is actually on of them . When I began writing this novel I was going through alot . I had my b.e.c.e to think of ( it's actually an exams written to promote you to the senior high school of your choice.) as well as some other family matters . While writing this book I wanted to bring out an inspirational message to all those fighting with mental health . I wanted them to know that there is always light at the end of the tunnel. That's why I used this song "God on the mountain"Life is easy, when you're up on the mountainAnd you've got peace of mind, like you've never knownBut when things change and you're down in the valleyDon't
C O P Y R I G H T©2020 Irene EssahAll Rights Reserved. This book is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced in whole or in part, stored in any retrieval system, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods without the prior written permission of the author and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. Strict actions will be taken.D I S C L A I M E RThis is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The quotes written in each chapter belong solely to the author. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.D E D I C A T I O NThis book is dedicated to my lovely family and all mental health patient out there in the world .N O T EA scar is the mark of a story that, on the surface, is pr
Beneath The ScarsWe have marks that tell a story ,Stories of who we are , when we climbed through the rocky mountain and fell with our faces on the solid rock ,Those marks that thought us never to give up ,Those marks that lay beneath the skin . Those marks that always remind us of where we came from and where we have reached.SynopsisRiley a daughter to the Essah family moved to high school. Three days after arriving at high school she met a guy named Johan Mills . Sometimes we think we will make our own ways but fate makes our lives ways . A certain incident separated the two . Leaving one in a psychiatric hospital . What has fate planned for the two ? Will the two ever meet again ? Join them as they face reality to an end which was never expected.PrologueRiley a daughter to the Essah family moved to high school. Three days after arriving at high school she met a guy named Johan Mills . Sometimes we think we will make our own ways but fate makes our lives ways . A certain inc
Riley is my name . Dark skinned , long crinkly black hair , pink lips , hazel orbs and medium height . My best friend is Johan Mills, I have a brother and I'm in high school , senior year . My parents always consider me a disappointment and the black sheep so I moved to a boarding school to avoid them. I met Johan three days after arriving in high school and trust me he is the best. We've been through so much and he even knows me better than my brother . My parents have always been a pain in the neck so don't blame me ever for any thing I do when I'm with them . It was a very dark night , I remember . I walked into my dorm room after my phone call with my dad telling me how poor my grades are and how much of a disappointment I am . I threw my bag across the room as I jumped on my bed to hide my tears of shame . Everything around me was blurred due to the newly formed tears in my eyes . A knock on my door drove me to quickly wipe my tears and put on the smile I fake each time. I walk
I froze for a moment as I watched the woman from yesterday run to me . " What were you going to do ? Do you have any idea how many floors this building has ? Do you want to die?" she questioned . " Yes I want to die ." I answered truthfully ."Look I don't know what you've been through but I do know that death is not the answer." I've lost everyone ,what's there to live for . I said .I'm Josy a psychologist. You can come see me whenever you want. I'm only 2 blocks away . Just remember " Place your hand over your heart , Can you feel it ? That is called purpose , You're alive for a reason so, don't ever give up."After my encounter with Josy I realized that I wasn't ready to die , I just simply don't want to exist because I'm stuck here being miserable while the world is out there waiting for someone who can survive the cold and warmth . I've decided to be that person . I may not be the same as I was back then but I'm going to fight till I win my battle.It's been a week since I've seen
I fell asleep and woke up later on in the evening . I walked out of my room and went straight to the place I was about to jump from a week ago only this time with a different mission . "Hey!" Oh hey Josy . "What are you doing here "?she questioned .I'm here for fresh air ."I've learnt two new songs on my guitar do you want to listen to them ?" Sure ,Josy. "Wait here for me I'll be back." She said . I waited there for five minutes before I saw her running with her wooden guitar. "Ok here we go"she said . "This song was written by Hope Ahlers but it's dedicated to you by me ."Dear baby birdDear sparrow You look alot like me when I lost my wings Dear baby bird don't be discouraged maybe freedom doesn't come in touching the sky ChorusYou can fly in the ocean You can soar in your soul you don't need wings to feel free Dear baby bird Dear sparrowDon't feel pressure I know you just wanted to heal Dear sparrowJust hush now may be freedom comes when We don't need to make a soundY