Late Nights
❝Nights are for talking.❞ [Short Story #36]
Completed
If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...
12 Thursdays, 1 bitchy Walmart worker, and 1 bubblegum boy. [Short Story #25 // Humor #153] // don't read this, iT SUCKS ASS //