What is real?

By: Karen Rivers

Genre: Youth Fiction

Location: FIC RIV

My life used to be a pitcher of white, pure, clean, delicious milk just bubbling over goddamn wholesomeness. My entire life. My whole family was shiny and perfect, snipped right out of the stereotype catalogue, Mum, Dad, me, Chelsea and our loyal dog Glob....

I'm seventeen now and that's all gone. seventeen doesn't sound old. But it is . Trust me....
How the perfect life becomes a life of hell.... the pitcher of nice milk turned sour.