ELLE'S P.O.V.
I walked into the house. Everything was quiet. A creepy calm was bestowed in the rooms. I walked through the whole home pagina with my phone in my hand making sure no one was in there. I came to my room last. The horror of everything was still stained into the walls, like a horrible scar. The sheets were messy from when he shoved me on it. Cigarette buds and cans of bier littered the room. I looked up at the painting of the lake my cabine was on. The paint meshed together, making the water look so real it makes u want to touch it just to see if it is. It reminded me of Prince. I took...
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