Waiting for Superman
My name is Andy, and I'm being held captive. Someone save me. I don't care who it is. Even Superman would be appreciated right now. I'm scared, and I don't know how much longer I can hold on. Someone please just help me.
My name is Andy, and I'm being held captive. Someone save me. I don't care who it is. Even Superman would be appreciated right now. I'm scared, and I don't know how much longer I can hold on. Someone please just help me.
[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |
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