She walked to her next class, literature I believe.
" She has no idea what she is", I chuckle to myself.
I notice one of the students here have been watching me. I check my clock, 5:42 it reads.
"18 minutes I tell myself. 18 minutes until I will bring her down." I whisper to myself, feeling that exciting tingly sensation going down my spine. I walk away from the window I was watching through, throwing my hood over my head and putting my sunglasses low, so no one will recognize me. Not that anyone would, I'm supposedly dead, buried underground, but what they don't know is that the body in the grave is a manikin. I'm really alive living under a different name.
Grace Ashide.
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So I realize that was super short, by what do you think??
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Anyway I'm driving to Michigan right now so I'm really bored and am writing this on my tablet. Sorry this isn't edited so I probably have a ton of mistakes.
Thanks so much for reading!!!
Pari
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RomanceI ran to his body lying on the floor unmoving. As I neared his face my heart stopped, it was pale white and his eyes were staring up to the ceiling unblinking. I dropped down onto my knees and put my fingers to his throat looking for a pulse. There...
