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• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Three bars out of five and the word Sprint across the top, along with the time and battery life.
Dear little sister, I will play with you You can't talk to mommy She's crying in there Let's leave her alone, Daddy's been yelling And hitting things I know you don't understand But that makes...
When I saw her disappear, I went back to look at the thing she dropped earlier. It looked like a necklace. It was a black necklace that sparkled a lot.
Sorry this took so long, and p.s. it's a little graphic Chapter two, part one.
I pick up a dead mouse sitting on a ripped, stained couch. "Tell me again why we're staying here!" Summer sighs.
~ its quite long, sorry ~ When we got to town, there weren't many people but this was usual. "Sweets, sweets!" Beth chanted.
I'm panicking. I know I am. I can feel the panic welling up inside of me. My breaths are coming in so fast, I worry I might hyperventilate.
The monsters stumble over the remains of my father, all their eyes focused on me as I run for the back door.
The door to our house rattles on its hinges as they slam their bodies against it. The windows of our home crack beneath the force of their swings, blood smearing the glass as it slowly breaks.
The wind pushed me forward as I sprinted through the forest. And It wasn't as calm as usual.
When I was little, my dad was always my rock. So stable, so safe. But at some point, that changed. I'm not sure when, but it did. My dad has always been one to appreciate a good whiskey.
I have a little sister She's many many miles away She's just 16, You told her she was old enough, to restrict herself from everything in life, every little thing that she should be proud, to be...
What Elizabeth was trying to reach,was her family's Anderson shelter.Only a few more paces,but the air-raid siren was already starting;Elizabeth had a worrying thought.What if those few paces were a...
Chapter 2, part 1, --------- through lily's eyes--------------------- "what did they do?" Martha asks. I don't speak because I dont know why they did it.
(just an extract from the prologue) When you wake up to screaming sirens in the dirty streets, your whole body switches to hyper alert.