She leads me to her room. The strong smell of bleach hitting me like a truck, the house is filled with nothing but darkness. All the windows closed shut, almost as if the light is toxic.
''What about your parents? Are they home?'' I ask, starting to get nervous.
''My moms dead and dads out doing who knows what'' she says still looking forward leading me to her room. She opens a off white door that has cracks and chipped paint, she almost immediately lays down on her bed in relief. Well now I know four things.
1. She's holding something back
2. She has secrets that I don't think she ever wants to reveal
3. Her moms dead
4. She looks beautiful laying down