Grabbing my arm, he forces me to my feet. Roughly, he binds my hands together and leaves a long strand of rope which he attaches to his own wrist. "Now, you're going to tell me how to find my brother," he orders. "And why would I do that, James?" "Actually, it's Captain. Captain Hook." Seizing the front of my shirt...
Forgotten. Abandoned. Deserted. Betrayed. Depressed. Dead. This is the story of someone buried six feet under, drowned by his/her sea of emotions. I understand that this might not be the most uplifting book, but dark emotions should be acknowledged and expressed too - expressing them helps people face them more positi...