Dead Girl Talking
  • LECTURAS 618
  • Votos 56
  • Partes 7
  • Hora 28m
  • LECTURAS 618
  • Votos 56
  • Partes 7
  • Hora 28m
Continúa, Has publicado may 11, 2017
"And as it crashed into tiny little pieces, my heart did the same."

Grace Elizabeth Hill, beloved daughter,devoted friend, dead.

It's been a week since Sophie Smith discovered her best friends body swinging from a rope. Destroyed and guilt-ridden Sophie doesn't understand why Grace left no note, and no goodbye, until a set of letters spill Sophie the story she has desperately been trying to read all along. 

Sophie will never look at the people she once trusted the same again. And as her towns secrets begin to crumble she realises Grace wasn't the friend she thought she once had.

Cover by @sloans.
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I was never the cool girl... Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to, it was because Kelly dragged me to it and I was 17! Oh, Kelly... Kelly was my first love, my first everything but once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear, go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kelly got too much for me to handle... , I don't know, the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like it. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, with my classes, with all the drama, with the parties, with Kelly, with the people, with Pokemon Go, with everything. I couldn't keep up with anything. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and plant herself in the middle of my world and like a very fucking annoying tree, she set roots and wouldn't move. And then I found myself, God kill me now, enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it'd only make the roots grow deeper until there was no way of removing it. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors, you'll get use to it...) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company, it didn't mean she wanted me around.