Author's e-books - angst. Page - 4
When you are born from evil, all you know is how to be evil. People don't change... Reina is a girl who had gone through horrible things in her short life. A lot of mistakes she had made only brought her closer to prison which is what she desired most. She believed that the only way to truly hold back the monster within her was to be locked away forever or dead. A certain situation however would teach her otherwise... Edited: 6/28/2012
Anna Sophia Leaves her uncles home in New Orleans with her Older brother Tommy and head to New York City for a better life. They meet the one and only, Spot Conlon, leader of the Brooklyn Newises. Is the newsie life best for Sophia and her brother? Or will they have to leave and return to their uncel's home? Or perhaps the cunning Spot Conlon will help them out, especially Sophia.
My ears were buzzing and the room grew denser. Tears clouded my eyes as a lump built in my throat. I was dizzy and high. Her memory was too painful to bear. I donβt want to remember, yet Iβm too afraid to forget. God, I miss her. The tears streaked my face as I thought of how she would react to seeing me right now.
When you are born from evil, all you know is how to be evil. People don't change... Reina is a girl who had gone through horrible things in her short life. A lot of mistakes she had made only brought her closer to prison which is what she desired most. She believed that the only way to truly hold back the monster within her was to be locked away forever or dead. A certain situation however would teach her otherwise... Edited: 6/28/2012
Anna Sophia Leaves her uncles home in New Orleans with her Older brother Tommy and head to New York City for a better life. They meet the one and only, Spot Conlon, leader of the Brooklyn Newises. Is the newsie life best for Sophia and her brother? Or will they have to leave and return to their uncel's home? Or perhaps the cunning Spot Conlon will help them out, especially Sophia.
My ears were buzzing and the room grew denser. Tears clouded my eyes as a lump built in my throat. I was dizzy and high. Her memory was too painful to bear. I donβt want to remember, yet Iβm too afraid to forget. God, I miss her. The tears streaked my face as I thought of how she would react to seeing me right now.