I wake up with an aching hedace sorrounded by dark mysterious figures that appears to be beaten old trees from the war that apparently toke place here due to the bullets holes in the dead trees.
My whole body is numbed out in the cold snow in the forest so bad I can't even get up. At first my vision is blurry, but then everything becomes more clear and no it's obvious to see the striking red liquid compared to the white snow.
I check to see if I'm okay, if I got hurt and started to check my self when I realized,
This was not my blood.
YOU ARE READING
How it Should've Been (COMPLETED)
Mistério / SuspenseEmily is a lonely girl who moves to southern Louisiana to get a fresh start. Little does she know the trouble she has gotten herself into, Emily meets a boy Named Duke the only friend she had ever since he moved. Looking to get in touch with him aga...
