I was too late.
There she was.
Lying on the floor.
Her beautiful, long, black hair bloodied and splayed all around her.
Why she did this, I don't know.
I don't know anything now, besides the pain.
All I really know is that I miss her.
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Sparrow
Teen FictionSparrow Fontayne has a horrible life, what with the bullies at school, having no friends, and... What's that you say? Oh, yes, her mom (and family, ugh, screw them) being a total bitch. This is a cause-and-effect story. Sparrow's life goes down the...
