Molly was her name. She didn't stop at one pill. She wasn't living with her parents anymore. Her friends offered her to stay with them in their shared apartment. It was small and didn't smell nice. There were too many people. She never went back home. Did her parents care? They might have. She was hurting too much to think about it.
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Molly was her name
Short StoryIt's just a short story about a girl named Molly. You decide if it's worth reading. It may surprise you.