Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It...
Cherie was the quiet girl. The one that barely talked during school. Just another face you pass in the hall. The girl who was never really noticed and if she was it was with teasing. She had only one friend who didn't even have her back in times of trouble. Cherie was happy to get the hell away from her stupid town an...
Typical doesn't even begin to describe who I am. I Skylar Carright am for more complex than I appear to be. Can't tell? Good. I have no intention of letting you know. The less you know, the better it is for both you and me. The less you care to know, the more I care for your safety. You see the last sentence...that wa...