The Dog Pound – Part 1: The Siberian Husky
***Prologue*** My name is Barbie Lez. What follows is a retelling of the days following my eighteenth birthday. I still find it difficult to believe everything that happened, but I assure you that everything you are about to read is true. ***Monday*** “This is it,” I thought as I awoke. The long-awaited moment had finally arrived. I was officially eighteen. An adult. As I sat up, the covers bunched up around my waist, revealing the upper half of my naked body. My bedroom window was ajar and the cool morning breeze made my hair come to life. The platinum-blonde locks swayed about as my ample lips curled into a timid smile. My eyelids fluttered open, revealing a pair of sparkling blue eyes. They focused on the mirror that stood across from the bed and studied …