Okay the blouse."She was right though. I had always been tooth pick thin but for somereason around puberty my ass just exploded into a big apple like ...ball. Ipulled a pink and silver cotton blouse over my head and it drifted overmy shoulders, it sort of flowed naturally on me, in the mirror I saw thewords: Honey for Bears.Beth did a circle with her finger. "Twirl, girl." I spun arms out. Shelaughed and smacked my ass. "Try the sandals". They were a brown almostbamboo looking shoe and a heel. The rush of cold that she tried desperately to dance away. The escape, the decision to put as much physical distance between her and that shattering memory as possible, had never really cut the cord to the terror that disturbed her sleep at night. But still, she carried her scar, both the external and the one that she didn’t talk about. Clenched her jaws and carried on. A good girl does what is proper. A good girl does not wallow in self pity. Such a machoism is not exclusive to men these days.. I looked at the book after reading this, not sure what to do. ‘Well, I wanted to summon the demon’ I thought to my self. I picked up my cell and started dialing. When I had contacted all five people the list disappeared from the page. Now you need to get your roommate to leave the apartment for a few hours. How am I supposed to do that? Look in the back of the book. When I looked in the back I found $300 and there was a message on the back page. Give this to him and tell him to leave the. She’s a fun-loving & open-minded person though this happened when we finished our college both of us had got jobs we wanted to celebrate. My girlfriend Anushka was now living with a new room-mate now, her name was Pradnya.Pradnya was neither fair nor dark complexioned,2 years older than Anushka.She was quite taller ,maybe 5 feet 10 inches she had a pale, feverish look on her face-it looked like she was always lost in her own thoughts which she never shared with anyone until that night she was.