Where Flowers Never Grow

Where Flowers Never Grow

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My mother has always been there for me. When I was sick. When I was depressed. When I was suicidal. When I was bulemic....etc. She's always been there. ALWAYS. Up until the day....that I killed her. McFlan didnt mean to do it. She didnt mean to hurt her. It was in accident. She was only 9 years old. But....what happens now? What happens when she's older and she can't get the image out of her mind...the pain out of her heart? McFlan goes to therapy, gets counsoling, gets homeschooled...anything they could do to help her be a normal teenager. And just when things seem to be getting good for her...she loses the one person she has left. Who kills him? What happens to McFlan after his death? Its all about th yarn red head doll. Kodie takes you into a mysterious combination of love, murder, and forgiveness. Inspired by the book Right Behind You by Gail Giles..she focuses on the hardships of a very young murderer.
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She sat down on the floor. Knees drawn to her chest, hands pulling at her hair. She couldn't take it anymore. She ripped out a bunch of her hair and laughed at the pain it brought her. Nothing could be compared to the pain she already felt. She couldn't describe what she felt. Even after killing her tormentor the pain still wouldn't go away. The joy she felt when stabbing Alison was the ultimate feeling. She couldn't stop laughing, as she continued to stab Alison over and over again, but even that high cleared. She smiled as she remembered the memory. It was the best she'd have for a long time. She stood up and threw the ripped hair in the bin. Even though she still had those melancholy dark feelings in the depths of her, killing Alison had chipped away some of it. But no matter how bad felt, no matter how low she went, or how far broken she was, she'd still rise up. Somehow gravity didn't apply to her. And she wouldn't let it. *Elizabeth Lynnwood was the most normal teenager in the world until the universe suddenly decided to turn things around. She had the perfect family, the perfect grades and the perfect life. And out of nowhere they all simultaneously started to crumble. First was the death of her parents. A car accident. Of course. Being an only child, she had no one left, apart from her relatives on the other side of the country and the one drunk of an uncle in the next neighborhood. No one wanted her. Uncle Kennedy took her in, not by choice. Life took a very bad turn for her and highschool made it so much worse. Highschool they say are the best days of your life. Bullshit. Highschool had turned her into the monster she was now.

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