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(I'm unconscious, how can I answer? ) I lie there, unconscious.
Why thank you!
You can publish the short story I'd still buy it
I lie there on the street and black out
(pfft, I knew that How was it? Opinions?)
Yes you could. And you should. I'd buy it
(Chris! I know you're here! Read the update and stop harassing me! )
I crawl out of the car, wincing at the shard of glass lodged in my leg
Rose's mom looks like an older version of Rose, but with blue eyes and brown hair. She got her eyes and hair from her dad, who's dead.
My eyes widen as the car rolls over repeatedly. We come to a stop, the car upside down.
Black hair, really icy blue eyes, tall, muscular, blah
"I was just pissed at you. I wouldn't actually kill you. And me being around Emma is just coincidental."
Possibly
I love this story... and if it ends on such a cliffhanger I will DIE
Not her mom She bakes great cookies
"What do you mean? I found Emma in the ice." I say firmly.
Nooo! I wouldn't bear writing Matthew's death! I love him!
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"Uh huh... Lily? What did you think I lied about?" I ask, containing the rage in my voice.