Okay, so I honestly never have a clue what to write here? I'm 15, I'm pretty easygoing, as nothing I'm told ever really sinks in. Once comfortable, I'm not one to keep my head down, but all too often I really should. I don't have any specific tastes in music;
+ more bio informationThe head hung before me. It hadn't been cut cleanly; the bottom edge of the neck was dripping with blood and was zigzagged and uneven. There was blood pouring from it like a tap, forming a small river on the ground. Its eyes were wide open, staring at me with a glare of utter terror. Its mouth hung loosely open, as if having ... More..
The look on a mother's face when she sees her baby for the first time; that is love. The cries of pain and tears of mourning that occur after the passing of a child; that is love. A father's proud grin as his son scores a homerun in a baseball match; that is love. The way the heart feels as though it's been torn apart and cru... More..
WreckedMy face seared with pain as Paul, my husband, stuck me across the cheek again. I fell back a few steps and lost my balance, dropping backwards onto the floor. My head cracked against the wooden boards and the world span so fast, that it made me feel sick. I had to work my hardest to hold a scream, for fear of not sound... More..
Jenny Clark
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