Each week I will post snippets of my YA book THE DEAD GIRL UNDER THE BLEACHERS. Hope you like...
I cried for her. Believe me, I was as shocked as anyone. This was my mother who gave birth to me. She was married to my dad. She had my brother Teddy and to finish it off, she physically abused me. I shouldn’t be crying. I should be setting her coffin on fire or spitting on it. But those were only my thoughts, hidden away inside my head. Not for the world to know.
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