You're going to kill someone, aren't you? Even before I read the ending AN, I thought that. See what you've done now? Now everyone EXPECTS it. In fact, if someone DOESN'T die, then we'll all fall over dead from shock, and it would have defeated the whole purpose.
Also, still battling my inner conflict between my irrational hatred of mpreg, and my love for you. Oh, woe is me...and you, for killing everyone. You know. The usual.
Much love there.
I'm leaving you hella long reviews, but I don't care; I have just never seen someone write so well for a fourteen year old. Really. It's amazing. I'll have to let you read the Frank story I wrote when I was 14, haha. Oh jeez.
Anyway, the story intruiges me, and now I'm anxious for the ending just to see who you kill off. I mean, what happens. Yeah.
Also, I just watched a movie with an AK-47 in it. And laughed. Really hard. And it was so inappropriate that I felt I should have been shot, or something.
Okay bye.
(Love the story, love you, blah blah blah)