For a readout of pov's click on ancestry profile for everything that is this protagonist.
Okay, I did this in a way that works for me, I did an Ancestry Tree, where you can click and get to know my characters.
I am at this time a self-published writer, of 90 books, as you can see on my web page, my story is to help find a voice.
Notes:
Many POV cast.
Povs
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Nevaeh May Natalie
1995–2010
'A demented yet loving narrative story focusing on the thoughtful look of a young girl, facing pain- as she bares her soul and what lays within.’
Small town Pennsylvania, Nevaeh May Natalie was born in 1996. She is a book protagonist, by Marcel Ray Duriez. Bullied by teachers and students alike, to name some Mr. Mendocino, Mr. DeVolcano all call her to retard and braindead to her in class. Made to be Sped-Ed yet is brilliant. Had child Jaylynn Naztherth, lost child, to suited death at the same school with the same teachers, as she went too. Hold on to a teddy bear, to feel safe, at most times, thumb-sucker, and sad to be regressed in mentalities, to 2nd grade. She loved's Lily, before marriage. Nevaeh is mysterious, attractive, and creative. Eyelashes could put you in a trance as she blinked.
She is so petite in her stature, 95 lbs high voice, dislikes school and her hometown. Is jailed for anything and everything. Loves the color pink, and artwork. 8 siblings yet felt alone.
Chiaz Naztherth was born in 1997. He had one daughter with Nevaeh May Natalie. The sentimental romantic boy- to man, coal mining in the upcoming stories, meets his love in Highschool.
Lily Anderson and her twin sister Nevaeh May were born on July 19, 1995. She had six sisters. Known for her pigtails John Jackson pulled them in class and was too shy and soft-spoken. Mr. Anderson, take the part of dad. Is dating Nevaeh on and off as a gay girl. Her hobbies include drawing, singing in her church's choir, and braiding her hair with ribbons that match her outfits. picked on by J.A Cowering. Lily is (Sped-ED)
Candy Sheldon, Elizabeth Smith, Megan Davis, Taylor Brown, Joseph Shaw, Kassie Row, Kassie Row, and even the teacher Miss. Stackawitz is a distraction to her and picks on her daily saying names of slander.
Masel Amsel's maternal grandmother had one daughter with Grandpa Amsel. Owner of a large home with graveyard executes children within orphanage for fun, caretaker of trust by the town, of over 200 kids ages 5 up to 14. Also the town Meyer, and overseer of all that is population.
Masel Amsel's maternal grandmother had one daughter with Grandpa Amsel. Owner of a large home with graveyard executes children within orphanage for fun, caretaker of trust by the town, of over 200 kids ages 5 up to 14. Also the town Meyer, and overseer of all that is population.
On the darkest day of her human life, she commits suicide, However, that is not the end of her young life, but the start of a miraculous supernatural life’s beginnings take place. Nevaeh has to learn the hard way in everything she does, in this supernatural life. She has to see everything she was giving up by dying. Nevaeh's tormentors the four Amsel sisters will try to destroy her though-out all the books, however, they cannot because she is angel-like them, nevertheless, that does not stop them from trying.
This story is about my life as the 'SPED' special education girl in class, the life of a thrown-away child. A focus looking back and also forward thought to look out my eyes within me just like any young girl, facing pain- as she bares her soul and what lays within.’ Even in death, I could not escape. I am a fourteen-year-old my true name is Nevaeh, yet I am not sure that matters to you, I could see that I am having a midlife crisis at my age already,
likewise doesn't seem to bode well with my life expectancy.
I think I have so-called school friends yet, I feel they bully me, I have a foster mother that drowned out her fights with life by loathing me for being alive like everyone seems to do with me in their life, that is what I am alive for,
I have a crazier mother than my school friends thank I am, she used whatever similarity she could to evil to mark me as the child from hell, to anyone and everyone. I know that I was dying before I ended it all, I am always grieving over my mental delusion, or so they say, even I feel that is more than true also. Even before my thought to be dead, more than just in my brain, I was believing that I could see and was a fallen angel, that I could speak to them, and would go to this underworld where I was there Goddess, a place was there were enchanting creatures and castles, all of this just could be in my head I am sure, or it could be real, I was the voice for all the girls that were like me that were lost lingering in death yet have not gone to hell.
I had to find that voice but I did not till my death and my story that I penned down, in the book of my life. I had to bare my soul and did not keep even after being so good, so innocent, and stronger than a girl in both worlds should be known to be, when she did not have a voice, to do so before, her untimely death- as she bares her soul.'
I had to show that just being me a girl, like you, and the small in my class and even in my hometown of simple minds, putting me down; doesn’t mean I can’t rise above it all and shine!
