dear mom,
i can hear something now,
threw this never ending,
darkness.
i can hear people,
yelling and screaming,
and crying.
i can hear males voices,
female voices.
i can hear my name being yelled out,
i can hear my name being cursed at.
who are these voices belong too?
love,
ann
thought in ann's head
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mom,
Short Storya girl sending letters to her mother. {lowercase intended} Short Story #131 on 6.4.14 cover created by @modestmuslimah