Beneath the surface I am a murder.

A murder who killed the little girl I used to be.

That little girl was a bundle of joy.

Her face was always bright and cheerful.

It was as if the sun fueled her energy.

That little girl used to never care what she wore out in public.

That little girl was very talkative.

That little girl had many friends surrounding her.

That little girl who never cared what peo...

The wind blows my hair. I’m standing on the edge again. My bare feet on cold hard stone. I shouldn’t be so close to the edge. Shouldn’t be standing so near the end of the building. It’s dangerous, but does it really matter? He’s gone. My Kobe is gone. Forgotten. Buried. Kobe Grey, a charming young man. My charming young man. He would light up my whole world, but now the fire that is him ha vanishe...

The interrogation room was dimly lit, the light bulb above the small metal table flickering on and off as the power slowly died. I looked into the small room the the one way glass. My eyes found a familiar face. Kaela. I knew the walls must seem to feel like their closing in on her. She’s tapping her foot, a dead giveaway. My sister had always suffered from anxiety even at the age of 23. That deep...