LydiaA Story by HarleyQuinn9:37 am, November 16 Lydia woke up on the bathroom floor with the sinking suspicion that her nose was broken. Wiping the blood from her face she realized that she didn't care, and that the Prozac must not have worn off yet. It had been a very eventful week. © 2014 HarleyQuinnAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 13, 2014 Last Updated on November 13, 2014 Tags: drama, domestic violence, drugs, short story AuthorHarleyQuinnSouth AfricaAboutHi there:) You can call me Harley. I'm a long time reader and a pretty novice writer. I started out with an account on DeepUnderground but I prefer writing prose. Here I am! You can pull me apart all.. more..Writing
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