My name is Sandra

My name is Sandra It was just another ordinary evening and another ordinary street. In reality, it was the same street she took every night, leaving behind the Pearl, the glittering world of cheap spectacle with its heavy makeup and rhinestones, where she had been growing up for the past six years. And she was just an ordinary girl, far from the extravagance of the show and the other divas. Or at least, that’s what she longed to be. Her only flaw was the name she chose for herself... Sandra. Because some people didn’t like it... And those three believed they had every right to show her what her true place was. She didn’t see them following her into the dark alleys. She didn’t hear them approaching until it was too late. She never understood why. All she wanted was to be Sandra. But who would believe her now in this state? Without her wrapping, everyone around her would once again be talking about... Andrea...