Would You Still Love Me?
- LETTURE 233
- Voti 12
- Parti 9
In corso46m
Ultima pubblicazione dom, mar 8, 2015
Willow Murray,an innocent girl that had a family, that loved her....
Funny how Love can quickly turn into loved, she was all smiles, until she turned 13 her life went downhill pretty quickly, her father hated her, abuse, rape, all the bad things happened, it was so bad that she tried killing herself but failed, she quickly went into starving, and cutting, She hated how she had to wake up every morning in her own tears, or had to wake up in the middle of the night, and see herself falling apart...
She had friends, once she changed into new self, they left, like that, just left her in the dust.... Like her dad. She hated looking in the mirror and seeing the person on the other side staring at her. Her mother loved her, but she was in the army, she left a lot, and she never really had the time to see her. Her family went to the same college which meant she will have to go to that college.
But in only short five minutes talking to a guy with a red and black hat, Puts that on her to-do list farther down the list...
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