Things Momma loved.
(This is purely fictional) (457 Words)
Description:
A Young troubled teen girl confronts the killer of her mother in a drunken accident, her former best friend.
My Serious Problem With The World.
This is a Rant. If you do not agree with my views, please comment and tell me your side of this story. Thank you for your consideration!:D
I have a problem. With society.
Wind Whipping Whirls.
Your sitting in a car, you roll down a window and stick your arm out. The car starts up and the wind blows against your arm, making the hair on your arm stick up.
Demons Inside.
Little Gir, little girl, Come closer to me little girl. Why be so scared. I am you, you are me. I live inside you, prey inside
You. But you deny me, what have I done you.