This is a story about a girl named Kimberly and this all started with her because she had something horrible done to her and now she's back from the dead for revenge on the gang and people who hurt her.
Hi, my name is Vivian. When I was younger (about seven or eight) my mom would tell me stories... They were the standard fairytale kind. Stories about princesses being rescued by tall handsome princes. When I was little it would warm my heart because it was my mommy's voice telling the story... When I went through high school it gave me hope for future love and happiness. Now the stories haunt me. I have come to realize that they were all lies, or maybe they were dreams of a brighter future on my mom's part. She always looked on the bright side...