Calmyatits Stories

"Hey!" I yell as I confidently make my way towards the monsters in the alley. My black skinny jeans sittning tight as I moved towards them with hands on my hips. They were a group of nine, men and women all between the ages of 17- 25... I was only one. See how anger at the controlles sometimes can make you do stupid things?... Yeah... it sucks.

In time of the end, a daughter must get her mother to move on and survive without her as she tells her mother of the cold truth to scare her from the might of death.