Plagiarized (Plagiarized #1) by Marlo Williams

I have learned more about life since becoming an author. Action and reaction, cause and effect. I have learned that everything has a lesson to be learned. A moral.
I wish I had learned these things, these valuable lessons, as a child.

Instead, they were learned later in life, during times when they couldn’t be undone. I had learned them the hard way.

Unfortunately, my book can’t be read to small children in order to teach them valuable lessons. Mothers and fathers can’t sit on the couch and read my words as bedtime stories full of life lessons.

No.

The words in my book are my life lessons. Learned far too late and taught in the worst way imaginable. And there was no way I could go back in time. I would never be able to turn around and take it all away.

The words “The End” that I had typed with such enthusiasm, meant more now than I had ever imagined.

It was the end of the book.

It was the end of my career.

It was the end of my life.