e knight to sweep me off my feet to carry me aw

. I'm angry that I cannot avenge Hannah because my bastard father is dead! He did not deserve that peaceful death, he deserved a lifeti

ng. It will destroy us. The company he has built, the love of all the people around us. When he died everyone was in mourning. We lost a good man, that's w

y heart not knowing how to go on

e tell me what

ee Matthew lying down and crying. I think I broke him but there is so much darkness in my heart. I know I'm dead, but I never felt so much power up until now. When I was alive I always felt weak and helpless. I get drunk, I do drugs and

t other things can I do? I smile, that devious smile, I'm excited to have all this power. Why didn't I think of this earlier? I could have tormented dad and made his remaining life a living hell. But he is dead. I wonder if I can see him again? I don't know yet. Being dead is new to me and it excites me. Am I evil? I don't know. All I know is when I died I did not see the glowing light

that continued to support him and love him despite all the red flags are still alive. The people who let him do things to me, the people wh

nvy of all her socialite friends, the most glorified slut in her circle. She must have known. I know she knows and she let it happen! She let me suffer, she never even showed me any form of affection, she was never a mother to me. When I needed so

e. I have letters, more than what Mathew has seen. I have planned this well. I thought that after my death the scandal is enough to break

d, Cassidy my so-called best friend, Garret my

d what I have in s

gged edges of my skin is fresh, my flesh showing as blood ooze out of my wound. It flowed to my arms and d