She was tied up in the back of some kid's truck. There's no telling what would have happened to her if I wouldn't have showed up. But even when I showed up, it was too late. Death slipped right pass me and stole the poor child's soul. The blade of hatred slid right through the cracks revealing a soft spot. It's crazy how these children are today. No care in the world for what they've done or are doing. They play with fire and swim in lakes of deceit. Their parents don't even care what happens to them and it's amazing how they lose their minds when their child is either infected or killed. A message to parents out there and their children as well:
My heart goes out to those who can't do for themselves as well as do for their children. The world is coming to an end quickly and it's not waiting for anyone. So, please take many advice and start being there...
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The Spoken
Teen FictionLife in the world of teens is complicated or at least that is what Krisilyn thinks. After being raped by the guy she only just met, she is now mixed up in her desires. She wants to tell but, her mouth just won't let her do it and now it's driving he...
