They told me to stay. "We'll keep you safe." From what? I can't remember anything outside of their world I needed protection from. I stay inside my room at all times. It's safer, they keep reminding me. I'm not sure what I am supposed to be doing in here. Am I waiting for them to make everything safe? Am I supposed to be preparing myself for whatever is out there? I don't know how being held captive could prepare me. They must be trying to make it safer, I decide.
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White Oleander
Teen FictionCaroline's mom Katherine is an alcoholic and abusive. Every time Caroline reaches out for help from her father, he claims Katherine is Bipolar and can't control her actions. However, Caroline thinks there is more to the story, what could turn a moth...
