Her eyes holds no pleasant memory, it is as though she has never lived. The doctor could not find any pulse. She is a music enjoyed only in funerals. She is crying loudly inside her shell, if you paid

How can you say she is a famished road? Is she hungry for the things that girls her age desire. Or you mean, she is a road long traveled. These days you only find bugs playing in the footprints on the

Leah was a different kind. I knew this but I couldn't tell what kind. She was not the kind I was used to but I couldn't tell the kind she was. The first day I saw her, she walked passed me and her aura