Enoch Flair: protection
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I knew they were expecting me to share next.
But I was not going to.
All they would do is pity me. That would be their natural response. And to me, pity was worse than hate.
I mean, where am I even supposed to begin?
My mom passed away last year. We were closer than most likely any of these teens are with their parents.
She promised she would never leave me.
And yet she broke that promise.
Since then, I have sworn the only person I can trust is myself.
And that plan was going great until this happened
This. I do not even know how to describe it. All we have been doing this past week is taking steps into the hidden. With no clear sight of the end.
I rolled my head, taking the kink out of my neck.
And under no circumstances was I going to let all the teens know Byrant was my cousin.
Absolutely not.
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