2008 It's warm

I sat on the street corner, mother never came for me. I moved on abandoning the name Beaumont forever. I'm just M now, no Miss, I don't deserve to be called such a thing. I never got control of my Savvy. If you wanted to find me it'd be simple just follow the murder trail, I got over death a long time ago, but it still shakes me sometimes.

Was I supposed to grow up and be happy, I'm still a nice little Beaumont on the inside. Would I have been happy, maybe have had more siblings, more love. I could have treated Nailey right. I could have cleaned my room. I could have listened.

The stone cracked right in half. Tears flowing down my face for the first time in a long time. A small nat landed on my nose, it stared at me. It soon fell off. I had reconized it. It had been Tommy, Nailey's small friends and now I had killed him.

I'm M and the world has finally turned it's back on me.


chap 8!

thank you to my reviewers and readers

oh and the point of this story is not to show how traumatized she is (not a sob story!) it's to show who she is