Lola Bell, The Girl That Runs
Gossip
Did you see that girl? The girl with the fiery red mane of hair. With the abnormally tall frame, standing around 6’2”. I know her. I knew her. She was different then. Things have changed since her father killed her mother. The death. It changed her and I know her story.
Years ago, I knew her. Lola Bell was my closest friend believe it or not. We shared everything from our own houses to each other’s clothes. We were like sisters, inseparable. Since we both lived so close to each other, we would stay at each other’s house. Mostly she would stay at mine, but on occasions, I would stay at hers. Her parents never got along. I helped her with dealing with family issues, she helped me with Chemistry.
Then one day. Poof. Gone. She left my life. Lucky though, the last day I talked to her was very crucial to what I know now.
She knew what she was getting into. She was aware of how her family was. She had been living with them for thirteen years and should have known by then.
Years ago, I knew her. Lola Bell was my closest friend believe it or not. We shared everything from our own houses to each other’s clothes. We were like sisters, inseparable. Since we both lived so close to each other, we would stay at each other’s house. Mostly she would stay at mine, but on occasions, I would stay at hers. Her parents never got along. I helped her with dealing with family issues, she helped me with Chemistry.
Then one day. Poof. Gone. She left my life. Lucky though, the last day I talked to her was very crucial to what I know now.
She knew what she was getting into. She was aware of how her family was. She had been living with them for thirteen years and should have known by then.