Hello,
My name is Cala, like the flower. My life is a series of unfortunate events. Which I pity you for reading, however, I pity myself more for living it.
I give no hints as to what is going to happen. That you'll have to find out on your own I will tell you this though.
Only one survives.
Is it me? I'll guess you'll have to see.
Oh look at me being all dramatic with rhymes and stuff. Might as well build a castle while writing this.
A castle has nothing to do with this. Oops.
We hate people, yet we love them at the same time. Why do we do this to ourselves.
Who knows?
I'm sorry, but I think I've said enough.
Goodbye,
I'll see you at the end, maybe.
Love,
L'homme Fatal
YOU ARE READING
They're already Dead.
ParanormalShe young, and stupid, but strong. Slowly, one by one, she loses everyone. Where did they go? They stayed right there with her. Who will remain? She doesn't even know.
