A collection of short one shot's that I started when I was 11 and I am continuously writing. While writing these, I listened to pure unadulterated jazz/classical music from all generations. Disclaimer: I Own none of the pictures used for each chapter.
As soon as the sentence was spoken, Everyone panicked. As soon as it was spoken, the blame begin to pass around. As soon as it was spoken, They all tried to cover up their role in the story. "Where's Carrie?" No one wanted to confess so "The Other" decided to take things into their hands. It started with just a few no...
[Completed] It was a cold winters night when a bright little boy met a little girl with a dark life. They sat on a park bench and talked all night long. A boy who lost his dad, and a girl who was abused by hers. In just one night they became the best of friends. They fell asleep on that park bench, but when the little...