It was the middle of August, hot and stuffy. We left in the early hours of the morning, two a.m. to be exact. The roads were dark and quiet, something I was not used to seeing as I was usually sound asleep in my bed.
By Olivia Burrell 3 years ago in Petlife
Something wasn't right. I felt it in my blood, rushing like a river in the summertime. My hands shook and my heart pumped faster and faster. I sat alone in my bed, staring at the doorknob, waiting.
By Olivia Burrell 3 years ago in Horror