Listening through the door I didnt think it was my place to say anything. I knew that she was my best friend but I also knew she had her ways. I sat back & listened to the sobs coming from the room they were in. Damn ! He cursed her the fuck out ! I thought adjusting my scarf & rubbing my eyes, I should really go talk to her. I slipped on my basketball shorts & my slips & knocked on the thin door.
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Scared to live ; Scared to die
Teen FictionA suspending thriller about eight friends who just wanted to go camping.