She was sitting near the swings, where no one could hurt her. The park, safer than her own home! Tears slid down her cheek and her fist was clenched. She felt the graze that was made from running. It was bleeding!
She cried more as the sun went down.
тнє тяєє ιи тнє мєα∂σω, тнє ℓσνє ιи му нєαят,
σиℓу нαтє αи∂ єиνу ωιℓℓ тєαя υѕ αραят.
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Little Girl
Teen FictionIsabel got cancer when she was 8. Her leg was amputated and furthermore, her parents break up. She is worried that her life will never be normal. So she runs. But can she escape forever?
