Abigail Wadsworth is a first time writer who lives in Durand, Michigan. She has freshly graduated high school and stayed with the marching band as their photographer. She inspires to bring hope and adventure to her readers.
The next morning I woke up to my mother rushing into my room, the silks on her dresses rustling by, “Rayel Williams, how could you leave this window open all night! You could catch an illness!”
They were holding hands, fingers tangled together as if they had once been in love. I found that particularly strange given that witnesses say the two victims didn’t know each other.