Eight Letters. Three Words.

"I don't feel anything towards Dylan Miller." Leela nodded, combing through the messy knots in my hair. "Whatever you say." "I'm serious!" "Look, just try not to move so much this time," she said, making me feel happy as she dropped the subject. "And stop blushing too." - Eight Letters. Three Words.

Tell Me I'm Alive

Life isn't always fair. Sky know's this saying better than anyone else; she lost her parents at a very young age. Its ten years later and she's been to almost nineteen foster homes; she's been beaten, raped and insulted to many times to count. So when she lands her a nice foster home; she decides it's to late for nice...