We would tell each other stories from our old lives. Our old friends. Our old enemies. Our stories were pretty interesting from our old states and schools.
I didn't know all of her old stories yet. And some of those stories weren't exactly over.
YOU ARE READING
we had the same name
Short StoryIn which two girls with the same name become best friends only to find out they couldn't be less alike. One is dangerous. The other doesn't know how to get away from her. And the worst part? No one believed her. Based on a true story
