To tell the truth, I was never meant to be born, you know, adults do stuff, the lady becomes pregnant, that was my mother and fathers situation, and I was born. Maybe that's why I have Split.
I wish I lived some other day, with someone else, with or without Split, sorry Split, but I prefer without. I am out of place, even without Split, my mother will never love me, she's a drunk, like an evil queen trying to kill snow white, and I am snow white. I am the angel from hell. The Hell-fire in heaven. Out of place, alien, stranger, newcomer, like the girl that loves Romeo, when Romeo loves Juliet. The seventh-wheel.
Honest, and oddest.
Short chapter, sorry 'bout that.
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Split in One
ParanormalA musical child, of the name of Gweneth Perrindala, isn't well normal, or nice. She has split personalities that literally split apart into different bodies. In result, she is bullied, and bullied, and bullied again, in this book we see her response...
