He killed her. She killed him. I killed a fly. I loved that boy. I felt betrayed. Anguished that they lied. Where's my dog? If someone took her they're going to go through some serious hell. He smashed my Cello: I hated him. But I needed him gravely. I have an exam next week I need to study for. Where'd I put that painting of a wolf? Why did he lie too? Why is it the same dream every night? I know why he killed her: he doesnt have a soul. The worst part is, I fell in love with a cruel, souless person and she fell in love with his father.All Rights Reserved