Prologue
Skin and bones. Skin and bones. Rueful and lonely I stand in front of my antique, floor length mirror. Blue eyes sunken. Angular bones jutting out at unnatural angles. Thin, brown hair wispy and limp. I wonder. When did things go so wrong?
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Red velvet
Teen FictionHope wasn't always like this. Only since her Mom died. Ever since that day Hope's life has gradually fallen apart. With an abusive father and no-one to turn to she can only dream of a better future. This is Hope's story.
