He's breathing hard. What had he done! He said that he wanted to see her. He couldn't imagine it would lead to this! There's blood all over his hands. It looks like a little pool of blood. He remembered holding her hand when she was little, but he didn't want to hold her hand anymore. "She's DEAD!" he thinks. He drops her hand and it lands with a thud at the edge of her foot. Her white hoody looks like it has red paint all over it. He just got out he doesn't want to go back. He ran to the bathroom and hopped into the shower scrubbing every surface until he looked so clean he could go to an interview for a job. Then he leaves her.
YOU ARE READING
The Night She Died
TerrorThis is a book that will give chills, frights, and most importantly, nightmares.
