October 20
Lifting your head, pure pain arose. Slowly moving the legs at your disposal. You start to make their way out of the comfy place that you lie. As your foot steps got closer to the door all you see is the hair strands from your head as you look down at your wobbly feet. A loud squeaky sound blasted in your ears forcing you to hold your hands up to stop this never ending noise.
YOU ARE READING
3am brain part 1
HorrorThis is a series of short (like one paragraph) story's which I came up with at night.
