chapter 1
It was impossible.She couldn't love him.Could she? Well she absolutely did. Did he love her too? SHe wold ask him later.
Lillian is my name. I am 13 years old as of the stroke of midnight tonight. It is June 15,2009. I love to write and read... I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I am tall and skinny and i have freckles and glasses. My parents died when i was a small child. I always thought my foster mother was my real mother, until right now. This is how it went:
"Lily can you come here for a second?" her mother, Sara, called.
" yea!" lilian yelled
" well i think you're old enogh to know now..."
" What is it mom?"
" well you know how you don't look a thing like me?" lilian didn't answer. She went on " well your mother died when you were a small child."
" WAit you're my mom.
Aren't you?" lily ased
" well not exactly.." Sara repiled al most in tears.
And lily went to her room. She didn't like crying in front of her mother:
Her mother had black hair and black eyes. She was short, yet she was skinny. she was clear skinned and lily had freckles.
Lily went to public school. She had one friend and so many enimies. Her one friend's name was, David Claar. She thinks that he loves her. He may or may not... She definatley liked him.
But what if she knew if he loved her?
But she now would never know... after what happened that night...
