Flores Cortadas

Flores Cortadas

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Mystery
Una preciosa joven iba caminando por la calle cuando de repente...Julia Carroll sabe que muchas historias comienzan así. Bella e inteligente, a sus diecinueve años, recién llegada a la universidad, debería vivir des preocupadamente. Pero tiene miedo. Porque en su ciudad están desapareciendo chicas muy jóvenes. Primero fue Beatrice Oliver, una estudiante. Luego Mona Sin Apellido, una joven sin techo. Las dos desaparecidas en plena calle. Las dos sin dejar rastro. Julia está decidida a averiguar los motivos que se ocultan detrás de las desapariciones. Y no quiere ser la siguiente.
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I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.

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