A Police car pulled up outside Hartleys Terranced house and knocked on her door requesting to speak to me to ask me a ocuple of question i directed them into my living room whilst hey got out there pad and was getting ready to not things down I asked for a copy so here you go.
Police: What Did Your Mom Look Like?
Me: She was a pretty, blonde girl she had beautiful hazel eyes and the rosiest cheeks.
Police: What was her Occupation
Me: Baywilteh Strip Club a Stripper....
Police: Ok. Thanks For Answering My Questions We Will Be In Touch.
After This Momment I Pratically Passed Out, I Felt Dizzy and Confused.
I Was Walking To School and Just couldnt stop thinking what if my Moms just around the corner and kept looking at every turn. Hartley walked up with me and wondered what and why I was doing it but she knew it was a tough situation at this momment.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Hope. Love. Friendship. My Story
Ficção AdolescenteIntroduction This book is all about one girl and her quest to find a reason to live. She battles depression, anxiety and bipolar. What would you do? When would you act?
