The worst thing I've ever done in my life happened about twelve years ago, when I was a sixteen year old kid living in Cleveland, Ohio.
It was the early fall, when the leaves were just starting to turn orange and the temperatures were starting to fall, hinting at the freezing chill that was only a few months away. School had just started, but it had been going on for about a month now, so all the excitement of going back and reuniting with old friends had been replaced by the realization that we were captives in a place that only wanted to load work upon us.
Understandably, me and my friends were all eager to do anything that might remind us of the worry-free, responsibility-free days of summer.
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Come Through The Window
HorrorI have tried for so long to erase this part of my life from my mind, but I have realized it is something that will still make me shiver every time I think about it. Now that I am accepting it, I thought I'd share it with you. {short story} {warning...
