As we were eating, my sleeve slipped and my bandages showed. Delilah was looking straight at me. She freaked. Started yelling at me, called me some things. But I understand where she's coming from.
I roll over in bed.
One more problem a gotta deal with now.
I lay there staring at the wall for quite awhile before dozing off.
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I obviously didn't get much sleep thanks to my occurring nightmare so I got up out of my bed and headed over to my huge book self and grabbed the book "The Mortal Instruments, Book One, City of Bones" by Cassandra Clare. Yes I know most boys would play sports and all that crap but I don't, I rather curl up on my bed or my couch and read a good book even if they're "meant" for girls.
I start reading where I left off, until I was interrupted by a knock on the door. Me thinking it was my mother wanting to talk about last night, I ignore it and continue reading my book, knowing she wouldn't knock again thinking I was either still sleeping or not wanting to talk at the moment. A few seconds later there was another knock on the door, I close my book and walk over to my door and when I open it, it was........
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Glass✔️
Teen FictionOkay I get that this is the finished one, you may read it yes. But please read the rewrite as well. You'll get a better story line out of it!
