Abbles Stories

These are some random things I do and maybe you would like to try them too? (ooh rhyme!)

With each step I forced this thought further into my mind until I heard it. A sound that will most likely never escape the depths of brain. The sound of a knife hitting the springs of a mattress. A sound that was all too familiar to me. Without a moment of hesitation, my body sprung into action. My legs leapt forward towards the door as my hands reached for the knob. The door flung open revealing a sight that I had seen too many times. A body. A body of my last real family member. A body of someone who gave up everything to keep me safe. A body of someone who no longer could save me.