Tippy never forgot what she saw in the kitchen that night. She might have if it hadn't have followed her around everywhere she went. No one else saw it. Saw the monster. They treated her like she was insane, the kids at school, the teachers.
And she might be. But she was afraid more than anything. What did the monster want with her? And why only her?
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Life and Its Discrepancies
PoetryThis book is filled with poems from every range of my emotions, from when I'm super depressed to when I can't be happier. I don't know how long I'll keep this thing going, just know that it covers a bunch of personal things that may be considered a...
