ho

u

ve nightmares, and I get scared over little things. I keep wondering if he was dead. I had this

to kill him again after they witnessed what he did. So for him to be poisoned and killed just didn't sit well with me." Whenever I brought it up with Lia, she got angry and said I was just frightened that he was dead. She would say, "my friends have checked everywhere and have done some DNA test on him, babe, he's dead, you don't need to worry." I guess she's right; I am paranoid, I haven't been thinking straight, I should focus on our relationsh

t Addison to be involved in everything they did, but she always refused. I was getting worried for her. I didn't like how quiet she was becoming, at least we talked more when we were in Mr. Rogers's home, but now she's shutting me out, and it's so fru

r first time going to school, although Mr. Rogers made sure to bring teachers to tea

running down. "Good morning, Mama," Maddy said, kissing my cheek. Addy just

y, but from tomorrow, Mr. D will be taking y

ll looked at Thea; she

me." Lia went

oard to school? I don't

contact with her, she refuses to let me touch her, even to hold her hand. What did I do wrong? I asked myself, holding my unshed

cking my lip. "Good, bye kids, good luck on your first da

di

pist suggested. She thinks if I am around a lot of people, I would feel better. She just didn't understand; I hate being around people. Why would she for

to be alri

you kn

doing all the talking,"

lared at me. "Why mu

ed you to back me up, y

l do all the talking. Af

just school," Lia said. "But it's the first day,

ers here, even the principal, so nobody will mess with you," she ass

u, too,"

and me, but with Mom, she gets scared sometimes she would allow Mom to touch her

te, damn it! I hate it when we have to introduce ourselves. Lia told us that we would have to introduce ourselves to our class

ng late, we could n

opening the door wide for us. "Al

em. Everyone was staring at us like they hadn't seen a girl before. I was starting to get nervous with the way they were looking

ld ever meet... I am just joking, but can't you see how they are s

ful. To me, being pretty means you're just attracted to my body, but when you say beautiful, it means my body, my soul, my scars, everything about me, but who the hell would fall in love with someone like me, I guess I'll just go t

since I have done the seat arrangement already, or Dani can sit with Madison whil