A Different Kind of fairytale
The Other Side
I hated seeing her on her hands and knees cleaning up puck. I walked into the room and fell on my bed. I lay on my back looking at the ceiling wondering if Amber was going to come back. I fell asleep to the sound of Alex whimpering in the living room. I wished I could help her and make all this pain go away.
A Different kind of fairytale
Snow Awakens
Kenosha looks at the clock on the wall as she dances around the living room. It's only 11 o'clock at night. She had woken up feeling overjoyed when she was supposed to be sad. It had to be all the drugs flooding her veins. She still had weed to smoke and beer to drink.