I'm happy you like my stories. Granted my next part of the one shots wont be that good because i was writing all day. But I'm starting a new one at the same time and here's a peek
I was back at the house I once knew perfectly as my body was shaking as I edged closer. Tears were already messing up my vision. I slowly pulled all the fingers of my gloves up a little then took the glove off and did the same with the other. I caressed the familiar front door with two shaking, scratched up hands, feeling the flaking paint and chipped wood near the locks.
I took a shaky deep breath and twisted the door knob, sliding open the door. My three co-workers were sat on the couch in a similar state, all huddled together as they looked around the living room. Every part of the house kept reminding us of our friend. The walls, the floor, the couches, the kitchen… Everything.
Also, your Bio says weather not whether and its bothering me