Don't listen to her. the death was instant, they said. but you can still smell the rot and shit, the smell of the car. Stop listening to her. the mans pulpy remains, the brain stuck in your hair. he was going too fast. She won't stop speaking, taunting. now here you are, in your grandmothers apartments ready to start anew. The two boys intrigue you, but will they be like every other male you have met? will they run their fingers up your spine, whisper sweet nothings- that make you want to vomit? hopefully, you can wash away your past. like that of writing in the sand; cleansed by the sea.

sub·dued /ˌsəbˈd(y)o͞od/ adjective 1. (of a person or their manner) quiet and rather reflective or depressed. "I felt strangely subdued as I drove home" Similar: somber low-spirited (Y/n) and her moms move to a new town, her new friend starts to have feelings for her. DISCONTINUED/V CRINGE Please do not comment any spoilers for the game, thank you Warnings- mental illness, self harm, violence, bullying, slight eating disorders Disclaimer- I do not own Sally Face or any of it's characters. I do not support self harm, violence, bullying, or eating disorders irl, this is a fictional story and not meant to hurt anyone. If any of the things in the warnings make you uncomfortable/anxious/etc then you probably shouldn't read this even if the writing is bad

Hi! im a new writer and this is my first story... so if your reading this im very glad! basically the story is about a girl who moved to nockfell from somewhere...? she doesnt know. her parents made her move away to forget the accident. she forgot everything from her favorite food to her parents. luckily she can still read and walk. she might not be able to remember her past, but thats why everything in her life is going to be all the more important to her. especially a certain blue haired fellow.