Kayla Johnson
Joined June 2021
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Writer. Musician. Dreamer. One day I’ll finish that novel. One day…
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Finding Her
The smell of their charred remains penetrated his sweaty bandana. A muffled coughing pierced the silence about 50 feet away and he pulled the thin material taut on his face, his sunken cheeks numbing from the tightness of it. He wondered if this man was choking from the smell of burnt flesh or from the Great Disease that wiped out half of the population.
By Kayla Johnson3 years ago in Fiction