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By Sss Inspiration Digital Garden
I was sitting on the cold dusty floor, still too scared and terrified of what had happened three days ago.Since GDE i knew i had to be more quiet and always to be looking for something or someone behind the corner ..i must be cautious ! Next i know my feet are taken from beneath me and my body...
A poem I wrote for a creative writing assessment in college. Using wet fingernails as a metaphor for a lonely, excluded person.
By Swords Edge
what would you choose if given the life of another.
A woman knows she has been followed for two weeks by the same man, and so she acts like she has no clue while she waits fort him to strike. Question is, who is hunting who...
After a girls night out Mandy is attacked only one hundred yards from home
Short Story | Updated Oct 29, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1