Little Girl
Noises were coming from outside. For the first time in weeks Mother was out of bed. She was scrubbing the floor to get out the stain. Little Brother was in his room. Peeking out of the curtain I saw the man, a woman, and someone vaguely familiar. I opened the curtains up to see out better and the woman who once looked at me weeks ago looked at me again, however this woman was different. I watched as she got in a van and never returned. Mother came around the corner screaming and the curtain closed. Opened never again.
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Imperfect
FanfictionA story loosely following the Crybaby album by Melanie Martinez with a few nods towards K-12. Written by me, other than right s to Melanie Martinez, all are reserved TWs: Self harm Murder Knives ED nods to SA
