Born to Be Free
Melody was beautiful, her long silky straight hair flowing freely as she walked. Dressed in a long oversized dress, she seemed to display an aura of an extra terrestrial. Her beautiful face was always smiling accentuating her picture perfect features. But when it came to the four hours a day of religious studies, she had no clue. When it came to the rest of the studies, she had no desire. Melody became my best friend. The baby was named Rochelle. Monster Fryder came home after midnight. And for... Sign in to see full entry.