For My Seventeenth Birthday I got Sold to the Devil

Evangeline Ailyn Dawn was just a normal girl. Except for her mom. Her mother is a druggie,achoholic, and hooker. Eva wakes up in to middle of the night to here he mother with another customer in her room. Then her mother spends the money on drugs and achohol. Eva fends for her self. And has since her father died when she was twelve. Ever since her father died she has danced. Mostly ballet and pointe. She loves to dances and does it to escape her mother. She works as a waitress an old diner. It’s actually not very old and has the best food around. She dances in the basement of an old abandoned wherehouse. Everything was normal until the night of her seventeenth birthday. Aren't birthdays supposed to be happy?
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Hey Guys,
For anyone who reads this and has ideas I would love a co-writer. I have know clue how co-writing works but if someone wants to help I would be forever grateful! I have a lot of ideas for this story but I have no idea how to get there! If you have any ideas message me or post a comment. Love you guys!
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