Laurel's Pov.
I gazed into the small circle mirror with the orange painted wood frame with yellow polka dots. My ocean blue mixed with baby blue eyes move to the basic brown door across the room. As I stare through the mirror at it, I notice that it's slightly ajar. I have a burning desire inside me to go into the room but, I know exactly which room it is. My mom's work room. I walk cautiously towards the door after deciding that I should close it for her. As my hand brushes against the rusty silver doorknob, it shuts and I notice my mom walked out. My eyes avert and then she mumbles something. Not knowing what she said, I look up at her. My eyes widen as I see her and I burst into tears as my whole body trembles. I didn't know wether to stay or round, I make one of the biggest decisions of my life.
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Falling Into Fear
TerrorThis is the story of a Laurel, a girl just barely making it through life. Laurel loses a lot throughout the story. She must find her way through the craziness of the world. I'm her dreams, she is in a playland. When you think of playland, you may th...
