The bus ride through the boundless snow covered mountains was the worst one yet. All the studants were causing such a commotion that Mr. West took several vicodine pills, and a bottle of Jack Danials that he had smuggled through. Along the bus ride, Weston and Macy were talking about the endless childhood stories turned into gore fests that were on the website creepy pasta.
"No way, that cannot be the true story; Goldy locks was not sum whore that was trying to sleep around with the father bear just so he could kill the family, that is what Beauty and the Beast is for" Macy exclaimed.
"I wish you were right, but thems the truth, if the sweet story were true, I would not have grown up to be a masogonistic, narcissistic arrogant bastard like I am today.
Out of all the commotion the driver could not see and steered straight off the road and into a revine and exploded into a fiery ball full of ash, blood and guts everywhere. Somehow Macy and Weston survived the crash; along with Mr. West. They greeted each other with sorrow and remorse for all the people that they had known and knew were dead in the crash. And now the only question on their mind was how they were going to survive in the snowy feral wilderness that they didn't know where it was.
🎶🎶Yun tera muskurana, Aur aake chale jaana
Kismat ka hai khul jaana
Tera Deedar Hua, Pehla sa pyar hua
Pehli hi baar hua iss dil ko
Naa toh inqaar hua
Naa hi iqraar hua
Jaane kya yaar hua iss dil ko🎶🎶
Hello Everyone!
This is the fourth Book in Short Story Collection!!!!
With new journey, new characters and new affection!