Lilly's perspective
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My cell is cold and damp. While I feel as though I long for human contact, I truly just think I'm going through a massive withdrawal from the drugs that had been sustaining me back in the real world.
I miss everyone back at home, and surprisingly even my parents. I just want someone, anyone, to be here.
I miss her the most.
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The Closet Is Made Of All Kinds Of Wood
Teen FictionCome along for the fabulously lesbian ride of Lilly, an out lesbian with homophobic parents, and Abby, a bisexual unsure of her own sexuality. Not only do they deal with life in a predominantly heterosexual world, their friends are being kidnapped a...
