heya guys, ok, So I'm gonna post my first paragraph of my still-in-progress NaNoWriMo story. If you think I should continue it, please comment. If you don't think I should continue, comment and tell me why.
I'm Phoebe. I guess I'm writing this to ease my soul, or maybe to share her story with the world. It's something people need to know, need to talk about. She told me this story a couple years ago, I'd guess. Time has no bearing anymore, not to me. I knew her back when she was young, crazy and mad in love. His name was Mael. That kid was a piece of work, let me tell you. He was nice enough, I guess. I didn't really know him much until this all happened. To be honest, I wish I never had. This is her story.