Sally was distraught, tears were streaming down her face and her mind was racing. She had just seen her mother killed in front of her. Her hands shook and her eye has a slight twitch, she was about to tip off the edge.
"You killed my mother," her breaths were heavy and we voice shook with every word.
"What are you going to do about it?" Dylan asked, a huge, psychotic grin on his face. Out of nowhere Sally started to laugh, a terrifying, maniacal laugh that sent chills up Dylan's spine.
"W why are you laughing?" Dylan stuttered, this was unusual for the tall, muscular man. His dark tan had turned paler and his cold green eyes showed a hint of fear and they were right too. Sally's eyes had shrunk and sunken into her face, her skin stretching across her bones, accentuating her features. Her dark brown eyes were almost black and her hands gripped two daggers, a huge, red smile spread across her face.
"You're about to find out!" She giggled, an ear splitting giggle.
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Short Stories/Moments
Short StoryThis is a book full of short moments that I've written in school or put of boredom
