Dear god,
Last night I stayed at Taylor's apartment.
I met his brothers.
They were nice to me.
I got to take a shower.
It feels good to be clean again.
He was nice.
He let me sleep in his bed.
He slept on the couch.
I instead on sleeping on the couch instead.
He wouldn't let me, again.
I am thankful for Taylor Collins.
Love,
Bree
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The Diary of Bree Thomas.
Short StoryWhen Bree runs away from her abusive father. All she has left is hope. That is until she mets Taylor.