my gaze fell , and i remained silent . a chill ran down my spine and i clutched my fathers hand tighter . do you realize before i died , i was below even a pity f**k ? thats why you seemed normal until you moved here . he smiled and pulled me in for a hug . the problem was , he did not have that time . she wore it straight back from her forehead in a soft wavy swinging bob that curled under just above her shoulders . bloody drag marks made a trail that led away from it . 