A slow moon creeped
It peeked and the stared
Wide eyes a glow
One step, two
Shoe prints in crumpled grass
Wind and fire smoke
She began to choke
Hands held firmly around her neck
Then everything went black
Moon was a ashamed
He hid from his pain
While the man took his prize
Thinking he was out of eyes
YOU ARE READING
Heart and Soul
Teen Fictionthis isn't just one story but many short and I will probably continue to add my short stories in here that's why its not completed
