Devon stares at him standing there, remembering the only other guy had ever opened a car door for her.
She can paint a pretty picture but this story has a twist. The paintbrush is a razor and the canvas is her wrist.
Pages 175-350
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
After
She could have gotten away with it....she did get away with it. But she didn't want too, she wanted to take blame for what she did. She messed up...she took away a life, and she wants to do the time for it.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
After
I remember my cousin having the hardest time getting pregnant, but then one day it just happened, and then we had Charlie. I fell so in love. I couldn't imagine anyone ever hurting him. When Devon just let her baby die...and not even try to save the baby, I felt so sick. The baby didn't do anything to her. Why kill it?
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