Historias de Priscillandheath

I raced down the steps on my front porch, my feet slipping and sliding in my haste. I was just so excited at the possibility that I received a reply. That is, until a month ago. °°° It's almost been a week since Heath disappeared. °°° "Sometimes, I want to forget you. Yours, Priscilla" °°° Completed Hey guys, I wrote this when I was younger and didn't do any research to make the story plausible. I am going to leave the story up, but I am rewriting it to be not illegal and make sense. When I get it all done, I'll replace all chapters at once :) 12/15/22