Her name was Lucinda.
She was 17 years old.
Everyone called her Luz.
Her hair was as red as flames.
Her eyes were as blue as ice.
Everyone loved her.
Everyone wanted to spend time with her.
She went to school with bruises littering her body.
Her friends thought Blake was hitting her.His name was Blake.
He was older than Luz.
Luz called him Blakey.
His hair was dark.
His eyes were light.
Everyone was scared of him.
Everyone avoided him.
Especially Luz's friends.

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Luz
Short StoryShe was 16 years old. Everyone called her Luz. English Translation of the German Original. © copyright by writingisbleeding (and also booksareblood)