31 May 2012
I might write a story, here is the first part. Please comment if you would like me to write more or if you would like me to stop writing it.
Chapter 1 They left me on the floor, dying. My heart slowing, pain fighting me, blood leaking out of the wound and I was alone. They had shouted at me, laughed at me, humiliated me and finally stabbed me and I was lying limp on the floor wishing I was dead. No 16 year old girl should ever have to experience this, it was wrong. "Help me," I whispered, my voice weak. What was I thinking? No one would here me in this empty street. I rested my head upon the cold concrete and waited for my last breath...
Heartbeat • Opuss № I