She writhes in pain as her blood flows gracefully from her neck, a never-ending stream touching her blonde already grimy hair she was homeless it seems. He almost feels bad for her but she is food and that is all she is, that’s all any of them are he thinks to himself. “Please save me God, curse him to hell!” she screams to the heavens.
HaleI've only been writing seriously for about 4 years, However don't feel you need to sugarcoat how you feel about the work. I may be young but that doesn't mean I can't handle what you dish out so..Thanks for reading. ArchivesFebruary 2013 CategoriesAll |
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