I know how I died. It's not a pleasant memory to have; It's frightening.
It was a few days after I turned five. My parents had gotten me a new bike and I was riding it around my street. It was starting to get dark outside. A car came and the person inside kidnapped me. I tried to scream, but before I could, a cloth was put over my mouth and I blacked out. I remember that the man did stuff to me. I cried and cried. The room was dark and I was chained to a wall and I screamed loudly, but nobody heard me. After a week, the man came in with weapons and killed me. The man was an evil man and laid me on my front lawn with a note saying 'she cried and cried but you never came to save her. I give her back to you'.
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The Fallen Angel
FantasyThis is a writing in progress. This story is about a girl named Emily, who is a fallen angel. The story starts to unfold when she is reunited with her love Mark. But one final question: Is Mark a friend or an enemy? These will be short chapters be...
