08-08-2007, 08:31 PM
Morgana looked at the guy. "Try having to listen to your parents scream at night, hearing things crash and trying to comfort your little sister because she's scared to death. Try watching your father fade out of your life and cheating on your mother. Just because somebody lives in a certain place, doesn't mean crap!" I looked at the new girl. "Just a book on the military school I'll be attending to. West Point."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Last edited by Miranda_ : 02-12-2008 at 09:04 AM.