Teya Hooper
Joined August 2018
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My Strength, Her Weakness
It's nighttime, midnight has fallen over the area like a blanket, covering this small group of people in sheer blackness. I had stumbled upon them during one of my nightly walks. I assumed they were doing the same as me, enjoying the cool breeze that blows in when the moon comes. I was wrong.
By Teya Hooper6 years ago in Psyche