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Would he seriously reject me without knowing me? I couldn&#039;t stop the tears from pricking at the corners of my eyes, my breath was hurting me so badly, I could barely breathe. I knew then and there he was definitely going to do it. I just couldn&#039;t believe my luck was that bad. Hadn&#039;t I had enough pain in my life?<br /> No I guess I had not. The first and only words I heard that came from his mouth not just broke but completely shattered my already torn up heart. &quot;I, Lance Edwards reject you, Lizzie Carpenter as my mate.&quot;<br /> _____________<br /> Lizzie&#039;s POV: (8:15am)<br /> &quot;Lizzie, get your stupid, worthless, fat hip down here right now!&quot; Shouted Tommy, my older brother. I groaned sleepily, I was up until the early hours of the morning clearing up the mess from Tommy&#039;s party last night. He never let me go to them, however he forced me to clear up and pay for the damage that his friends did to the house. After our parents died 5 years ago this is what my life has been like day after day.<br /> Everyone makes fun of my appearance no matter what I do or wear; they spit hateful words, push me into lockers, trample over me and beat me. I know for a fact that I&#039;m not fat or over weight because I rarely get a chance to eat. My life is a living inferno. You&#039;re probably thinking along the lines of: Why don&#039;t you just stick up for yourself? I do as I matter of fact, I spit spiteful words back. I slapped my ex- best friend in the face when she called me a bimbo. I even threw her and her new &#039;friends&#039; into the nearby lake when it was freezing cold. However this never ended well for me, Tommy or one of his gang would always make me pay in any way possible. I was sick and I was tired of this, I wanted to get out. It&#039;s as simple as that. No one really cares for me around here so why would they care if I left for good?<br /> As I looked in the mirror for the first time in weeks I realized how sad and depressed I really looked. I looked like I had been through inferno and back; my hair was dull and messy. My baby white eyes had lost their once bright shine; instead they had dark circles underneath. I hadn&#039;t slept well in months and I could tell it was starting to show. My clothes were ruffled and dirty and my cheeks held little to no pink colour. I looked like a ghost, I barely recognised the girl staring back at me. She was so lost, so broken; she was so different from the young girl I once remembered before my parent&#039;s accident. In fact she was different; I wasn&#039;t the same girl that I had been. My eyes had already seen so much, too much.<br /> The only reason I hadn&#039;t left or died yet is because I am waiting for my sixteenth birthday which will be happening tomorrow as that is when I will hopefully find my one and only, my other half or mostly known as my soul mate. The one that is supposed to love and protect me as I will them. If I discover my mate is not here I will leave to find him, if he is here I hope that he will take me away from my misery. I will also have my wolf; I wonder what she looks like.<br /> &quot;Lizzie! I won&#039;t ask again!&quot; Yelled Tommy louder, I knew if I didn&#039;t go down now, there would certainly be terrible price to pay. Sighing quietly, I quickly ran downstairs as fast as my tired legs could go. I knew from the moment in which I entered the kitchen that Tommy was extremely angry, would he hit me again like he did last night? I locked my gaze with his for the briefest of seconds and my gaze locked with not my brother, but a complete stranger to me. My brother used to love me, hold me, hug me and tell me the sweetest of things. His eyes had always been full of happiness and love however as I locked my gaze with him this time, I realized his gaze held nothing but hatred.<br /> Tears slowly made their way to the corner of my eyes; however I refused to let them fall. Never will I give anyone the satisfaction of knowing how much they really are hurting me. I refused to give in to the pain and hatred. I was better than that, I was better than them I kept telling myself night after night. But the more time that past the less and less I believed my words were true. They had broken me and deep down inside I knew I would never be the same sweet girl I had been. I was a broken girl whose only wish was to be fixed whole again and I knew as long as I stayed here the wish would never come true.<br /> I had nothing to say to him and it looked like he felt the same way. I let the awkward silence stretch between us; I moved my feet from side to side waiting for him to speak. Give me a command, anything! However he remained silent watching me. Suddenly the silence was broken when Bryony my ex-best friend walked in with her two friends trailing behind, Katie and Sarah their names were. She completely ignored me; in fact she pushed past me like I wasn&#039;t even there and went over to my brother pecking him on the cheek. He glared at me before pecking her on the lips, it turned to an almost full make out session. Disgusted I looked away, finally they broke apart.<br /> She turned to me before hissing quietly, &quot;Get cleaning the kitchen and making me my food, worthless mutt.&quot;<br /> Without a word I turned to the cooker and switched it on. I made her favourite, curry. I decided to get a little payback for last night when she dumped cake all over me in front of everyone. I was going to make her curry extra spicy. I knew she didn&#039;t like her curry hot so why not make it like that? I could not exactly hit her or say anything hurtful as Tommy was in the room watching me like a hawk. So I did the only thing I could do, I placed hot spicy chillies in her food.<br /> I was just about done cooking it and about to serve it when Merissa the leader of the bimbos walked in. Like a bimbo she wore masses of makeup, a skirt that only just managed to cover herself and a top that to me looks more like a bra with thicker straps than anything else. Ignoring me she sat in the seat next to Bryony. With a sad glance in her direction which Bryony didn&#039;t even notice I turned away. How stupid was I to think that friends were forever? That they&#039;d keep their promises no matter what? She traded me to become popular and popular she became, but she lost the one person who would have stood by her side no matter the cost. I bet her new &#039;friends&#039; would kill her to save their own .<br /> &quot;Hurry up, you worthless piece of trash! I want my food now!&quot; Merissa shouted angrily making me jump in surprise. Quickly I finished serving it up and tried to leave as fast as I possibly could, I knew as soon as they realized what I had done there would be terrible price to pay. However I wasn&#039;t fast enough. Merissa had already taken a mouthful; I knew from the facial expression that the chillies had burned her tongue instantly. I just about held back a smile, payback&#039;s a peck. Turning around quickly I tried to make my escape, I was stopped though when my hair was pulled, the unexpectedness of the pain made me stumble back slightly. It wasn&#039;t far but it was enough. I turned around ready to slap whoever it was and it turned out to be Merissa like I had been expecting. I went to slap her but I never got the chance. Boiling hot water was poured all over my arm.<br /> I screamed in extreme pain, my eyes immediately going blurry from the tears. I glanced at Tommy, expecting him to do something, say something, anything to help me. But instead his eyes remained cold as he watched as his little sister was abused. How stupid was I to think he would actually help me? He wasn&#039;t my brother, not anymore. Just by the pain I could tell that my arm would be burning and blistering. This would surely take hours to heal. Again Merissa poured the water on my arm and again I screamed and begged her to stop. She just laughed evilly and walked away with Bryony and her friends trailing behind her.<br /> I didn&#039;t expect Tommy to help me but neither did I expect him to get involved. Walking over to me where I was now lying, crying on the floor, now letting the tears flow freely from my eyes. I was busy cradling my arm to my chest to expect Tommy&#039;s kick in my side. I screamed loudly knowing that one if not two of my ribs were now badly broken. Again and again he kicked me and again and again I asked for him to stop. Finally I couldn&#039;t take it anymore and I screamed out,<br /> &quot;Tommy! What would mum and dad think of you for doing this to me!?&quot;<br /> That made him stop for the briefest of seconds. His eyes went blurry with sadness before they went cold again. I whimpered quietly, with one last kick in my side he walked away, just as he was about to walk through the door he paused before he replied,<br /> &quot;You are not my sister.&quot; Then everything faded to darkness. Darkness that I welcomed as it took away my pain and suffering. Darkness I wished I would never wake from.<br /> Lizzie&#039;s POV<br /> I painfully opened my eyes to discover I was back in my &#039;bedroom&#039; or mostly known by normal people as the attic. How on earth did I get here? I remember placing chillies in the curry, I remember the extreme pain when the boiling water was poured on my arm once Merissa realized, I remember Tommy kicking me breaking my ribs. I remember him telling me that I wasn&#039;t his sister and finally I remember blacking out from the pain. What I don&#039;t remember is waking up and walking back to my room, so if I didn&#039;t walk back to my room who had finally taken pity on me?<br /> My side was itching so I slowly moved the bed cover and glanced down at my arm and ribs to discover that they were covered in a white cloth. Surprised I tried to move only to hiss in pain, relaxing my very sore muscles I let myself fall back to its original position. I happened to glance at my small chest of draws to discover there was a large glass of water along with two red and white pills as well as a crumpled note. Forcing my broken body into a sitting position I reached carefully for the crumpled up note, it read,<br /> Take the two painkillers by the glass of water; I know for a fact you&#039;ll need them.<br /> - B<br /> Who on earth had wrote this? I didn&#039;t recognise the handwriting and neither did I recognise the noticeable scent that came along with it. All I knew whoever it was is a hybrid and they&#039;re not from this pack. I guess I had them to thank for saving my life and helping me. I took the painkillers from the side of the chest of draws and placed them in my mouth, I drank them down with the glass of water. Straight away I could feel them beginning to work on my body. I no longer felt like I was dying, I felt a little better. Sighing quietly I closed my eyes and relaxed for a second before I remembered the note; opening one eye I realized I couldn&#039;t see it on my bed. Scared I glanced on the floor to see it there, sighing in relief I reached and picked it up carefully, I didn&#039;t want to wreck it in any way. This person had basically saved my life from more pain; I thought I owed it to them to look after their stuff even if it was just a simple note.<br /> I had no more time to ponder on the thought as my very angry brother came storming into my room. He looked at me in the bed and stormed on over, pulling me roughly by my unburnt arm onto the floor. With the suddenness of the movement made my ribs screech out in protest. I whimpered in pain with tears stinging the corners of my eyes as he dropped me to the floor at his feet, what had I done now that had angered him? I soon realized why,<br /> &quot;You bimbo! Who have you slept with!? &quot;He screamed loudly picking me up, this time by my damaged arm, screaming in pain I didn&#039;t answer him. I had no idea what he meant, I hadn&#039;t slept with anyone and then suddenly it dawned on me, the note! He must be picking up the scent from the note! He didn&#039;t wait for a reply he just pushed me to the ground, ignoring my tears and cry of pain. He didn&#039;t care, though I came to expect that. No one cared.<br /> I shook my head from side to side in denial, I was crying too much to answer him. However by the look on his face he couldn&#039;t care less if I had slept with anyone he just wanted an excuse to hit me, punish me and I gave him one. Today was my sixteenth birthday, but no one remembered that. No one cared about me that much to remember my birthday, the birthday in which I would get my wolf and hopefully find my mate.<br /> With one last angry glance in my direction Tommy walked out of my room, stopping at my door to hiss, &quot;You better be downstairs to make us breakfast in ten minutes.&quot; I nodded without replying, what was there to say? He left the room, only then did I let my tears fall. However as soon as I started I couldn&#039;t stop. Why did my parents have to die? Why did my pack hate my so much? Why did my brother hate me so much? What did I ever do to deserve this? Question after question raced through my mind however not one had an answer.<br /> Finally after five minutes of crying I wiped my eyes. It was time for me to go and make breakfast for everyone. Slowly I got up from the floor and headed downstairs, on the way I was pushed to the side when Katie and Sarah ran down. They completely ignored me. I didn&#039;t say a thing; it would only make things worse. With my head down I made my way into the kitchen, some of the pack was already there that included Katie, Sarah, Bryony, Merissa and Tommy as well as Zack one of Tommy&#039;s best friend. As I walked in all of the whispers stopped. No doubt were they talking about me.<br /> As I walked in the whispers started again this time though louder. I heard a few, one person said, &quot;Wow, look what the mutt dragged in.&quot; another whispered. &quot;Do we really let that thing stay here in the pack?&quot; &quot;Eww! She&#039;s so skinny.&quot; One snickered; I was doing my best to ignore them.<br /> &quot;I can&#039;t believe I was ever friends with that thing.&quot; Bryony whispered purposefully loud enough for me to hear, I flinched hurt, when she said that it was like a punch in the gut, I sucked in a sharp breath of pain. She had cruelly hit a nerve and she knew it. I didn&#039;t say a thing to the comment and neither did I spare her a single glance however she knew she had hurt me which is what she had set out to do.<br /> As I carried on walking past them to the cooker a single tear pricked the corner of my eye, everyone was staring at me but before they could see I looked away. What did I do to deserve such hatred? Was the only question I asked myself. I wiped it away furiously, annoyed that I had let her words get to me.<br /> I made an English breakfast with beans, bacon, sausage, potato, tomato and mushrooms. Laying it on the table a walked out of the room but not before I sneakily managed to take a single sausage and a mushroom from the large plate. Before anyone noticed I left the room.<br /> Twenty minutes later I came back in ready to clear away the plates, I thought that everyone had already finished and had left the room. However as I walked in I noticed that Katie was still in the room, I tried to walk back out so that I didn&#039;t disturb her, however she seemed to be waiting for someone. Little did I know that someone she was looking for was me. I turned to walk away when I heard her call out my name from behind me, knowing that I would get into trouble if I ignored her I stopped and turned back waiting for her command.<br /> &quot;Hey, Lizzie.&quot; She said awkwardly, shuffling her feet from side to side. I waited for her to continue. Seeming to get my silence as an invitation she carried on. &quot;Look, it&#039;s not that bad what they are doing, they are just joking around.&quot;<br /> Only a joke? What world was she living in. oh yeah she didn&#039;t get abused; she had no idea what I was going through day after day. I was wearing low on patience and frankly I was just plainly not in the mood. I was in extreme pain and she thought it was just a stupid joke?<br /> &quot;Yeah, so funny isn&#039;t to abuse someone day after day. I&#039;m sorry if I missed how my pain was funny for you I must have been too busy doing other things.&quot; I hissed back aggressively before I stormed off leaving her with her mouth hanging open.<br /> I was so busy being angered by what Katie had said that I hadn&#039;t realized I was no longer looking where I was going. I walked into a strong chest; stumbling back I looked into my blockage only to come face to face with the most handsome face in universe. There was sparks flying everywhere he touched and yet had never seen him before. His face held the perfect baby blue eyes, his hair was the perfect shade of brown and spikey, I knew then and there he was my mate. I loved every second of being close to him, however that soon ended.<br /> His eyes weren&#039;t full of love like they were supposed to be, like they were not five seconds ago they were filled with disgust. I was completely confused, why was he looking at me like that? he was supposed to love me, peck me, hug me, protect me and tell me the sweetest of things just to make my day better, however as I locked my gaze with his I realized in the depth of my soul that whatever happens between us it would never be anything like it was supposed to be. I knew then why he hated me so much, he was one of Tommy&#039;s popular best friends he hangs with.<br /> Before I could even speak he beat me to it, his eyes as cold as ice. His voice was so bitter it was like I had killed something of his that he loved dearly or something. His stance was menacing and full of hate. Then I knew deep down what was about to happen. But it couldn&#039;t happen- could it? Being rejected from your mate was a very rare thing to happen in packs, but to be rejected from an alpha was completely unheard of and shunned above everything else. The rejected mate seriously had to be bad for the alpha to reject them. Him being one of the most powerful alpha&#039;s to ever walk only made my situation worse.<br /> Would he seriously go and do it? Would he seriously reject me without knowing me? I couldn&#039;t stop the tears from pricking at the corners of my eyes, my breath was hurting me so badly, I could barely breathe. I knew then and there he was definitely going to do it. I just couldn&#039;t believe my luck was that bad. Hadn&#039;t I had enough pain in my life?<br /> No I guess I had not. The first and only words I heard that came from his mouth not just broke but completely shattered my already torn up heart. &quot;I, Lance Edwards reject you, Lizzie Carpenter as my mate.&quot;<br /> I opened my mouth to say something but I was completely speechless with pain. Without a word I ran out of the hallway and into the pouring rain without a single glance back.<br /> I stumbled as I made my way to the grassy clearing I would spend my days wailing away the hours whenever I got the chance, which happened to be less and less nowadays. The pack didn&#039;t know I had found this place bordering on the border of our territory and that meant that they couldn&#039;t ruin it for me. This was the one place I felt like I was safe from harm, the one place I could relax and be myself for once. However as I gazed around the familiar area I just couldn&#039;t stop thinking of what had happened between me and Lance. His stare and body language, his look of longing and love before they changed to darkness. That&#039;s what I hated the most, just for a second it seemed to me like everything was finally going to be okay, that things were getting better only for that like everything else I had was torn out of my grasp.<br /> Life was cruel to me and I plainly didn&#039;t understand why. Long ago I had given up on the Moon Goddess for she never came to me in my dreams and she never helped me in any way. I guess I just wasn&#039;t good enough for anyone and I never will be. I was lost, broken and couldn&#039;t be fixed. I had lost everything I ever cared about and still life was throwing everything in my face. Taunting me, showing me things I&#039;ll never have and slowly it was killing me and I knew that if I didn&#039;t get out of here soon it would kill me.<br /> I sat down next to the lake without a sound; my tears were falling and falling down my cheek. Then they stopped suddenly, it was like I plainly had no more tears to cry. Was that even possible to be so broken and cry so much that you actually ran out of tears?<br /> Why aren&#039;t we good enough for him? I jumped in surprise, who was that?<br /> It&#039;s your wolf, silly. My name is Terceira. It replied, oh I had forgotten that you can speak to your wolves.<br /> Nice to meet you Terceira and to answer your question, I really don&#039;t know.<br /> Suddenly hot white pain sliced through me and I gasped at its suddenness. I was shifting for the very first time; however I knew it would hurt a lot more because my mate was not with me. First my bones cracked, and then I had a longer snout with shaper teeth. Then fur was covering my body. It felt like it took hours before it was finally over and I lay gasping for breath on the floor in my new wolf form. What did she look like?<br /> I looked down at myself to realize I was a pure golden wolf, very rare indeed. If only my mate could see me now then he wouldn&#039;t think I was weak! Thinking about him made me remember and I sadly lay down in my wolf form defeated. I let my eyes slowly close due to complete exhaustion. My last thought before I went to sleep was,<br /> I&#039;m done with this abuse.

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