It's almost as death, when something happens that we can't give a reason for. When fear comes running through your veins as if to warn you of the terrible tragedy to come. And then at the last minute, you realize the fatal conclusion. Hope came too late, and fear only fed the panic that ran within your mind. For Rebecca, she never had a chance to even realize what fed the panic; as she stood there next to the police officer staring down at her mother's dead body.
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Fifteen stories, whatchya gonna do now!
Huge thank you to Ginger Zip
I know this is a short prologue, but I needed to get it up. For this story I need reviews, if not, I'll delete it and won't conitue! PLEASE REVIEW!
With all Due Respect
-Nina Moore