Her bedroom was frilly and pink-what a twelve year old girl's bedroom ought to be. But her thoughts were dark and devilish, what a twelve year old girl's thoughts, should never be.
A young girl.
G reat new neighberhood.
H omey new school.
O ld kind woman nearby.
S turdy new room.
T op notch facilities.
Thats what I thought. An amazing and relaxing place to stay. Until you notice there is something odd with the place .
The place was beautiful but it was a mask to cover what it really is.
Hell
So don't read this story If its too much too ask because once you do theres no way out.