her real name was ashley. ashley anne jackson, as named after her deceased grandmother, a family legend. she had dusty brown hair and algae-green eyes. her skin was white, so white she almost seemed anemic. her fingers were always raw, with cuts and glossy new skin and her teeth were almost transparent. she was almost petite, and almost five foot, two inches. her thighs almost didn't touch and her stomach was almost completely flat. she was almost perfect.

almost.

i'm back!

i'm sure that this story won't be written entirely by me. my best friend - the real best friend - the great best friend will be putting in her words, as well. and i'm sure you will be completely amazed, stunned, shocked in a wonderful way. she is far better than i could ever imagine to be. i do not lie.