Walking down the street made the sensation of being followed just increase. The goose bumps just got worse making me shiver. Pulling my jacket closer to me, I increased my speed trying to walk faster than, who ever is fallowing me. Slowly my nerves got the best of me and I looked behind me spotting two men in black jeans and a white shirt, with black sun glasses and a gang jacket also in black. Unsure if these were the men following me, I turned my head back forward only to be met by a basebal bat ... and everythig slowly turning black.
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Silver Swan ( In process)
FantasyBlood spilled everywhere, blood as red as roses. Though unlike those around her, her blood was metaphorically blue, not red. Alexandra's life isn't exactly a pot of easy. She was left in the orphanage, she goes to a school in jail, because the orph...
