Antoinette's lips curled into a smile as she read through the parchment, peering to her daughter on her hip. "This poses a bright future for you, Elizaveta, I only hope you'll grow fruitfully into your mothers shoes.." She murmured, brushing her nose against the toddlers before going on with her...
Hi my name is Carmen Winstead. I'm 17 years old. I am very similar to you... Did I mention to you that I'm dead. A few years ago a group of girls pushed me down a sewer hole to try and embarrass me. When I didn't come back up the police came. The girls said that I had fell and everyone believed...