Fame
Ever since she was a little girl, Becky dreamed of being famous, of being loved. She was sick of being invisible. She would die to get noticed...quite literally.
This is an entry for let mercy come.'s Forget Your Prozac? Oneshot Competition.
1, 982 words.
This is an entry for let mercy come.'s Forget Your Prozac? Oneshot Competition.
1, 982 words.
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"We all wanna die like movie stars," she said.