No seventeen-year-old should have to say that her only friends are dead people. No one should, but I can certainly tell you that that is my case.There are more of them than you would think. They prowl out streets, haunt our halls, pass through our kitchens. Wandering . . . aimlessly. No goals, nothing to look forward to, no one to love, no one to raise their hopes. It seems I have more in common with the deceased. I can't say that I'm the sweet innocent girl who has a smile that causes train wrecks. I have the reputation as a teen harlot that sleeps around with twenty-nine-year-old bike gang members and snort lines of off hookers' asses. I don't keep my promises, I don't know how to love, I hate the living, and I don't make amends. But no one ever gave me a reason to. Alice Stonem. That's my name, but it serves a hollow meaning; everyone calls me Graveyard Girl. *Warning* Contains strong language, cruel humor, use of drugs/alcohol, and possible explicit sexual content. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics and consider looking in a lower rating if so. Copyright © 2013 FallingDomino
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