“Stop it, please!” He yells in desperation.
“Oh?” He says, smirking and raising an eyebrow.
“Stop it, please.” He says, eyeing that unmoving girl on the floor. Maybe if he would have taken all the warning seriously, she wouldn’t be dead.
Old habits die hard.
YOU ARE READING
monsters.
Random❝When we grow, we stop searching the monsters under the bed, instead, we search in our heads.❞ [other #161-10/25/13 ● spiritual #81 -01-27-14]
