I didn't sleep that night. I just couldn't stop thinking about him. Alex, the boy who had rescued me. I worked out that he couldn't be my age if he had his own house and he drove a car so he must be about 16. I suppose it didn't matter, only 3 years apart. I was completely in live with him. I had only known him for a few hours but I already knew what my feelings towards him were. I just layed there for the rest of the night, thinking about him.
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Dying inside
HorrorRose Black is a 13 year old, suicudal, depressed girl. Her mum hates her, and so does everyone else. She gets thrown out of her house and looks for family. On the way she meets Mason, an older rebel boy who leads her to a gang of rebellious teenager...
