Sal's pov
It all happened so fast, the teeth tearing my flesh, the claws digging into my face and neck, tearing away every little piece of flesh the animal could get a hold of.
I remember my screams, how I cried for my Mom. I wish I didn't, but I am glad I did at the same time.
My mom had answered my pleas of help by rushing over in fear, I watched as she drew all attention to her, the animal switched to its next prey, out of fear, I watched, I watched as it just, killed her! I could of did something, but being a stupid small child, I didn't, I did absolutely nothing
And I regret it.
I regret ever going NEAR that, thing.
And that's how I ended up here
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A Sally Face Story
FanfictionThis story is going to be about the life of a fifteen-year-old boy named Sal Fisher, and his three friends, Larry Johnson, Ashley Campbell, and Todd Morrison. ⚠Warnings and notes⚠ !!Not everything will be the same!! •Foul Language •Self Harm •Descr...
