Arianna Nyswonger
Joined July 2020
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The Dead-end Town
The smell of freshly mowed lawn and heat, pure heat overwhelm my senses as I walk down this street in the town that made me. The sun setting sets a orangish glow to the buildings that frame this dead street in this dead end town that I left oh so many years ago. I had promised myself I would never return and yet here I am going back on my meaningless words. I never thought he’d die.
By Arianna Nyswonger4 years ago in Families