I pulled my grey sweatshirt over my dirty, brown hair and put on my sunglasses. Its ridiculous to wear them at this time of the year I know, but I couldn’t afford to get caught. I feel worse about it everyday but if I want food this is the way I’m going to get it. As I bend down to re-tie my once white, now black converse, I notice a girl staring at me. I’m used to being stared at, I mean after all, you don’t usually see a 16 year old girl prancing the streets in torn up clothes during the school day. But this girl’s stare was perplexing. It seemed as though she was looking through me, not at me. I didn’t get it. I’m the type of person who your mom tells you NOT to stare at, yet this girl obviously didn’t seem to care. I looked back down at my worn out sneakers. A hole was starting to form in the heel of the shoe. Maybe if I hadn’t turned out the way I am, there wouldn’t be a hole in my shoe. Maybe there wouldn’t be a hole in my life either. But I am who I am.
Avalyn Willow isn't your typical 16 year old girl. She doesn't have a facebook or a twitter or an instagram. What she does have is a secret. A secret that few understand but many are after. A secret that Ava wants to remain hidden. But how do you keep a secret when temptations draw you in?
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Teen FictionAvalyn Willow isn't your typical 16 year old girl. She doesn't have a twitter or a Facebook or a tumblr. But what she does have is a secret. A secret that few understand but that many are after. A secret that Ava wants to remain hidden. But how do y...
