She’s done it this time, gone all the way, it a good job we are looking out for her, she needs help, not that we can do anything now. God she’s a right one.
“Boss we found her, but she’s in a bad way”
“well no shit Sherlock, she just jumped off a bridge!” god these idiots!”just grab her so we can get back”
With that the morons scurried off like rats into the night, returning moments later with a limp, deadly pale girl cradled in their arms. If she thought we would give up when he left, she was wrong.
The back door was open and her unmoving figure was placed on the cold cracked stone, the door closed.
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sorry it was short but it was just to end the chapterx
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Teen Fictionwhen life spins into complete disaster, and you just want it to stop, you make your own end, but wouldnt it just be really annoying if that was only the begining....
