June 18th
I didn't sleep a wink after Dad left last night. I haven't slept much at all lately, I feel tired, but I can't sleep. I just lie on my bed for hours on end. When Dad did leave last night he raised his, pointed to me and said coldly: 'I blame you for this.' I felt my blood run cold. The room seemed to get colder as well.
I should probably turn my light off now, it's late and I don't really want Luce to come in and ask what I'm writing, sweet as she is.
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Faith and Fate
Short StoryMy name is Faith. Faith Rose Williams. It's ironic really because I don't have faith. I don't believe that a God exists. I don't believe in the Devil and I don't believe in Heaven or Hell. I especially don't believe in ghosts or spirits. If ghosts w...
