Kendra
Kendra By jasmine Chapter one The mournful music of Mozart's Requiem was playing quietly in a darkened room. A young eighteen year old girl was silently weeping on her bed as the morbid music filled the air. Mass for the Dead, is how it translates to. The tearful young woman was thinking about why god had chosen her for this cruel life. Kendra had a slim figure but was quite buxom. Her long brown hair dropped past her shoulders. She had beautiful green...