Simpleexample Stories

i stood rigid the black coat hung over my shoulders to keep me warm but i was numb. i peered down, my chestnut hair cascaded over my shoulders as i stared into the liquid pool. my pale face was glowing under the moon showing traces of freckles dotted around my cheeks. but that meant nothing compared to my eyes the eyes the colour of death itself showing the monster i was inside the deep redness blasted the rest of my face leaving me looking mysterious and dangerous. i shuddered looking away. i was no beauty queen. i was just melody homes the girl who mysteriously disapeared on november 1920 never to be seen again. i was the girl who was murdered. they thought eachother were extinct.......they thought wrong. ----------- Cover created by CloeliaLupus