It was a lovely walk.
through the forest,
enjoying the fresh breeze
and natural surroundings
wrong turn
I smelled death
a voice invaded my ears
stand still
What an attractive meal
I began shivering
scars became my best companions
I screamed,
that was the end of my breath
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"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
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Comments (3)
Scary!
"scars became my best companions." What a rocking line!!!
Oh wow, that took a dark turn! I loved it!