Liz by Luise Hocke (best free e reader txt) 📖

up the room and a red lamp hang from the ceiling. On one of the beds depends a sign with my name and the important dates.
On the second bed sits a girl in my age and held a book in her hands, but she doesn’t read. She’s watching me. The view from her yellow-green eyes reminds me of a cat. The sly knowing something makes me nervous. Her reddish-blond curly hair is crossed by red strands and her lips have a bloody red tint. Her skin is pale and she has a sharp facial features. Together with the freckles, she looks cheeky.
“Okay Louissa, this is your room and this is your roommate Leah Owen. Now I will go and let your parents, your brother and Mr. Smith know that you´re here. Have a good day”, Katie says friendly and leaves the room. My parents, my brother, I have no memoirs. Will I know them, when I see them?

Imprint

Text: The picture is from Google. The story and all persons in it are my own work.
Publication Date: 11-27-2011

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Dedication:
This book is for my friend Julia from America who help me by this story.