"I am made of ashes and death, maybe I am a ghost, I don't really know and I don't really care. I call him D. He's just my dark angel. Why? With him I am safe. When he holds me with his big black wings I fell warm, safe. He's so correct, he talks perfectly, writes perfectly. Oh gosh, I really love his writting, so misterious, so intense. He really is my Heaven in this Hell."
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Heaven in this Hell
Teen Fiction"This world don't make any sense. I am lost and really want to vanish. I am Allie. I am a depressed girl who is always losing someone I love. I can't take this anymore. I am tired, exausted. I loved her but now she is gone. She is gone. My family is...
