"Annabel!" Kenny Carter yelled into the night.
He rushed up off his bed. He pulled out his knife from under his pillow. He looked around to find the danger.
As he searched he realized no one was there. Kenny was in his room and Annabel was at home. He inhaled and then exhaled. He fell back onto his bed. He looked at the ceiling.
He blinked and then the ceiling of his room was gone. The night sky was showing. He saw the stars and was bewildered.
"Annabel's awake." Kenny whispered happily. He looked up and saw a shooting star. He closed his eyes and smiled. He opened them after about two minutes. The stars were gone and he became sad once more.
"Goodnight Annabel." Kenny said to the air. He laid down again and fell asleep.
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Heart In The Hands Of Two
General FictionIn New Orleans lived a baby girl. Unique in every way. When that little girl grew up she met two boys and they became friends. Having the baby girl cost a lot and someone had to pay. One eventful Halloween night there was a homicide so gruesome it...
