Ross stood in the dark of night as the ice cold rain poured down on him, soaking his clothes and washing away the dark red liquid that covered him. The blood stained knife dropped from his hand as he fell to his knees next to the pale lifeless body that lie beside him. He places his hand on the lifeless boys cheek. The touch cold, his eyes dark. Ross dropped his hand from the boy as tears ran down his face. He struggles to stand up before walking aimlessly, staring blankly at the ground, the cold winter breeze blowing past him. As his gaze finally drifted up he found himself at home. The shadows loomed over the house giving it an eerie feel. He staggered up the steps to the door, his eyes now dull. As he opened the door a sudden screech could be heard through the house and footsteps rushing down the stairs. "Ross, what happened?!" His gaze drifted up to see a women with bleach blonde hair and icy blue eyes. "Ross... What happened?"
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Randomthese are all short stories that I don't have names for yet and can develop more on the plot maybe.
