Status: Being Written.
Pretty Little Thing.
She was a pretty little thing; a pretty, pretty little thing.
She stood at a petite five foot one inch and carried herself with a beautiful grace. The sun had bleached her hair and her cheeks were always a pale pink.
Needless to say, he fell in love with her the first time her saw her, but at the time, he had no idea what he was getting himself into.
Who knew such a pretty little thing could be harboring such a sickening disease?
Copyrighted 2009.
She stood at a petite five foot one inch and carried herself with a beautiful grace. The sun had bleached her hair and her cheeks were always a pale pink.
Needless to say, he fell in love with her the first time her saw her, but at the time, he had no idea what he was getting himself into.
Who knew such a pretty little thing could be harboring such a sickening disease?
Copyrighted 2009.