The Haunted
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I wake in the middle of the night. The clock is ticking. Tick tock. Tick tock. Eating away on my golden era. I get up, look at myself in the mirror and square my shoulders. "The sky isn't the limit," mom wrote in the note she left behind... reads a daughter's diary.
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