The sun rose, The first thing I saw was her. "Morning Kanama" she whispered to me from a deadly voice. A reply stuttered out my mouth quicky in a pathetic tone of fraught, clearly frightened by her appearance "M- m- morning Raina" Her crippled smile widened just gleaming at me, her scarred almost flesh ripped hand, reached to me
I knew what she wanted, she wanted me to come with her again, This was not going to go well I just knew it through my gut.
I came with her, bushes pricked, branches cut and nettle leaves stung onto me pricking small pierced holes through my pure skin. By the time we made it to her little rotted hut I was covered in scars and thorns, I sat down on one of her busted fabric chairs as she sat beside me, I guess it wasn't too bad visiting her everyday although I hated the musky decaying smell of unalived creatures. "so what do you want to talk about now?" I asked, she just grinned for a while before grabbing out a small cryptic box, she opened it. Inside was a small rusty needle and a pair vermillion buttons and some black thread "what is the meaning of this?" I snapped, she always did strange things like this.
she grabbed the needle and slowly forced the thread through it, not long after she grabbed a button "what are you doing Raina?!" I yelped "sewing buttons in your eyes" her grin grew...
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Delusional
Paranormalobsessed with the nature and writing, Riana one day wonders on a walk through the woods. she gets lost and no one's seen her since...
