You were on your way home from school. Walking in silence as the rain pattered on the concrete. Your bag hung low and so did your head. None of this was your fault. Surely your father would believe you. But that annoying step mother of yours would take no excuses....Little did you know you were being watched...no matt...
Y/n is a young girl who was beaten and mistreated at school. She stays with her step dad, who has disorders. His boss hates kids. So her step dad had the keep her in the basement with only her bed, desk, and lamp, but she finds old boxes and a old fashion computer. No windows, no sunlight, and no life. Y/n though eve...
A continuing of my last story. :3
A heart, the universal symbol for love and the key holder of the box of feelings, why does a bloodthirsty killer suddenly obtain one after meeting an everyday girl such as yourself?
A story about a boy. And you. Read on to find out more!