Voiceless

My name is Tess. I want to tell you a story about my own personally hell that, given the circumstances, became a small piece of corrupt paradise. We had to make choices that any teenager should never have had to make. Every day was insane, but we always had fun, sort of anyway. If we had to do it again, I would change a few things, but not much. Now, let me tell you the story of how I died.