Bøker av Alexis McGuire

my eyes start to water as the staring contest continues between her and ii watch as she looks me, up and downalthough i spot a smirk, tears stream from the side of her facemy eyes drift away from her and slowly fall back to her corean almost fully eaten applethe bones inside pop out of her chest, like a ripe grapeshe tries to pull her skirt down but i still see the bright red flesh underneathyou're bleeding, i whispershe already knowsone at a time i see the tears fall onto the soft carpet of the roommy face is dampi want to be happy, she criesi fall to the ground lifelessas i continue tostare into the mirrorat the lost soulthat i callmyselfthis is where it begins