Names on a list with a price were all they were. Humanity was pushed out of importance; the lure of money lingering overhead. The weaponry increased in Beacon Hills, and so did the body count. Mystery creatures and newly bitten ones aren't making it easier and neither is hidden history coming up to the surface. It's a supernatural deadpool, and you better pray you're not on it. \\ Season 4 \\

A kind of short story/ poem I wrote for English because my other one "Free Falling." would've sent me to counselling so I wrote another one, which is probably worse.

Short poem I wrote for English. Inspired by the song "Stop" by Dalton Rapattoni.