author - "B.B."
"You will do exactly as I saw when I say it. Is that understood Ms.Black?" "Why?" "Why what?" "Why do I have to follow what you say?" "Because if you don't, you'll most likely die. So I'll ask again. Do you understand?" "Yes Ma'am" April Black is a somewhat normal teenager. Goth and Emo friends, since she was one herself, oppressing parents that she moved away from, sneaking out and having fun. Normal stuff right? Well, that was until
I watched from the edge of the 10 story building as people gathered. I wasn't afraid, I had wanted to die, and NOT come back for so long, I did not want to be saved, I shall not be saved. I took a deep breath, but heard a voice, his voice "Juliana! Wait! You don't know what your doing!" I laughed. Of course I knew. I had always known. I heard in the background "Let me go! I gotta save her!" "That's our job." I whispered, but I knew they could hear " too
I hated life it sucked. Ya I had a razor in my dresser, so what?!... the pain helped.... but me being treated like trash didn't. I am not your average depressed person...i live in the world of the supernatural. But that was until i met him...
"You will do exactly as I saw when I say it. Is that understood Ms.Black?" "Why?" "Why what?" "Why do I have to follow what you say?" "Because if you don't, you'll most likely die. So I'll ask again. Do you understand?" "Yes Ma'am" April Black is a somewhat normal teenager. Goth and Emo friends, since she was one herself, oppressing parents that she moved away from, sneaking out and having fun. Normal stuff right? Well, that was until
I watched from the edge of the 10 story building as people gathered. I wasn't afraid, I had wanted to die, and NOT come back for so long, I did not want to be saved, I shall not be saved. I took a deep breath, but heard a voice, his voice "Juliana! Wait! You don't know what your doing!" I laughed. Of course I knew. I had always known. I heard in the background "Let me go! I gotta save her!" "That's our job." I whispered, but I knew they could hear " too
I hated life it sucked. Ya I had a razor in my dresser, so what?!... the pain helped.... but me being treated like trash didn't. I am not your average depressed person...i live in the world of the supernatural. But that was until i met him...