Heartless Heathens

by Santana Knox

My pet didn’t know if she was afraid of me, or if she wanted more of me, like a baby chick who’d imprinted on a monster.

I believe that forcing people into a corrupt system that only serves to empower the rich and oppress those who need help the most is the only form of evil I’ve ever truly witnessed.”

This

“I read the dictionary fifteen times before I turned twelve.”

But she didnt know what a tattoo was? Make it make sense.