The song was so much based on my life, I did relate on it on a supernatural level.
It goes round and round...
This referred to the park in which I used to go,I should visit that sometime,many many memories have seemed to be erased from my mind.
My eyes snap open,and squint getting adjusted to the light. It was still on,and had a faint glow,compared to her bathroom. It was 8 in the morning.
I went to the bathroom and changed into a white loose long sleeved shirt and faded blue denims,I expected to see bright red marks on the shirt,but there weren't any.
I took the shirt off,and gazed at my back,the glass wasn't there. Maybe Leah had called a doctor and got the glass removed. She was so much than a friend, I honestly wouldn't be able to pay her back for her hospitality.
I wondered where my parents were, they were quite a bit famous. I don't remember their name,I only called them mom and dad. Our relationship was strictly official, though they were my real parents.
I put the shirt back and tried to smooth my hair,it had chunks of dried blood.
I looked so much like some serial killer.
I felt faint and staggered to the kitchen, and grabbed some cookies. Surprisingly, they didnt make me moan, I guess it was a spur of the moment thingy.
(The dressing style is kinda like L,and happy closer to death day,Gee-bear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
YOU ARE READING
ANNE
General FictionLife has many questions,some which make sense while others don't. Some may risk your life,or some which will change your life in various ways,and lastly,some questions which may remain unanswered till life ends. Could a girl,around in her late teens...
