jpatterson
And like a falcon you swooped down and carried my heart away as if it were a meal to be torn apart and fed to many. I should've known I was only prey to be hunted, killed and devoured. I should've known I was no more than that.
I finally was old enough to go to camp. I'd been counting down the days for months, and now she wanted to ruin it just like she ruins everything for me.
Her life was so bland. There was no flavor no spark, and you could see it in her eyes.