The pantry was her next target and she quickly filled her bag.Her final stop was the chateau's laundry, where she dug through the large bin containing...the Comtessa's barely soiled clothing. The Comtessa had a wan complexion with watery blue eyes and straw colored hair. Her figure had been lovely when she first arrived at the chateau as the Comte's second blushing bride, but it seemed that with each passing year, the woman's waist thickened and bosom expanded. Earlier in the week, Christine had. Her few extra pounds unfortunately earned her the mockery of her classmates, even though many of them would have secretly given anything to stick their heads between those funbags. Her long brown hair was also something she inherited from her mother. Mark, the youngest of the three, was 14 years old. He was just your average teenager, shy, pimply, skinny, and full of hormones that made him awkward every time he ran into a creature with breasts. Together, they formed a nice little family,. I fear they would leave permanent impressions that you would deeply regret. There are some things best left unseen and unknown, father-mine."But, father, that is only partly why I asked you for this private meeting. There is something of considerable urgency which we must discuss and decide," Michael said.Michael had called Jon'a-ren from the apartment quarters that he and Dee'rah shared on the upper floor of the Masi'shen embassy in Geneva. He knew that Jon'a-ren had just returned from a. I've tried many methods of suicide, but unfortunately, either it didn't work, or I was too chicken to do it.I've learnt from experience that a simple intention for suicide is not enough to end your life. You need to be in extreme pain and despair for it to work. Whoever said that committing suicide is a coward's way of running from reality must've been idiots. Have they themselves tried committing suicide? Did they have any idea how much courage you need to take that final step towards.