Vineyard Hospital, The backstory
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Última publicación mar, nov 20, 2018
Vineyard Hospital
Brylee Lindstrom
Briana Napier
Brooklyn Magann
Addyson welch
The little girl just stood and watched as her best friend got hit by a train, out of fear, she ran away, but a standby, of course, called the police and an ambulance.
Little Alice's feet hurt from all the running. She had ran too far into the woods. Her shoes, of course, were at home. The sticks jabbed into her soft feet. By time she found a caved in hill, her feet were bloody. It was Winter, Alice had puffy clothes on, so she huddled up, praying that her best friend would be ok as the snow started to softly fall
She didn't know why or how she forgot her shoes, maybe it was because her best friend, Carrie, didn't live far, or maybe it was because she was lazy. She didn't know how she didn't notice the train, at the last second, Carrie pushed her out of the way.
Alice saw as she was at the edge of the woods, where Vineyard's hospital was. She noticed a ambulance car loading out someone, Carrie. She bolted over, "Is she ok?" She heard the sound of Carrie's mother, Alice felt a little guilty for Carrie's mother, it was her fault Carrie died. Carrie's mother turned and pointed at Alice, "Witch!" She shouted, "You killed my daughter! You saw her die! You are a witch!" Little Alice saw herself running again, but she was running into the hospital. The little girl heard and saw as a mob of people chased her shouting, "Witch!" Alice saw as she was at the roof, there was nowhere to go as Carrie's started to approach Alice. Alice, not knowing what to do screamed, "I'm not a witch!" Before the girl jumped off the roof and immediately died on impact when hitting the ground.
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