But By Sweet Sunrise.
Close your eyes, rest your head, Sleep my child, you whose dead, Dead, not now, but by sweet sunrise, Never you'll open your bright blue eyes.
Close your eyes, rest your head, Sleep my child, you whose dead, Dead, not now, but by sweet sunrise, Never you'll open your bright blue eyes.
This is a weekly series in which I'll be writing a story about me and my life. I would like to stay anonymous to most, so in every blog story I'll be using my pen name, Hayley Song (get us HS, Happily Smiling). I'm not trying to copy anyone in anyway... Enjoy!!
Carrie can kill. She has done it before. She could kill me. She almost did it before. I should tell the police. But they already know. About her. About Carrie. They will kill her.