Spencer's POV:
When I saw his body lying on the floor in the woods, blood on his hands, his helmet hiding his face, everything changed. At first my mind was totally blank, shock enveloped me. I lifted the side of his jacket and when saw his tattoo it felt as though my heart was shattering, sharp fragments piercing my insides. My eyes filled with tears and for a second my whole world was spinning. I stumbled blindly through the woods, tears streaming down my face. Branches scratched my sides, suddenly I lost my footing and fell to the leaf covered floor of the dark woods.
Then something clicked inside of me.
Something changed.
...and I didn't feel anything after that
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Pretty Little Dark Stories
RandomA collection of several separate dark, sad or creepy first person accounts of events in Rosewood.
