"Help!" yelled Annabel Maggie.
She sat up and took a breather. Her clothes were covered in sweat. Her shirt was sticking to her back and chest. Annabel wiped her brow and laid back down.
As she laid she felt the sweat on her back even more. Annabel took off her shirt. She now was only in a black tank top. She threw her once clean shirt onto the floor near her. Annabel looked up at the ceiling and closed her eyes. When she opened them again she saw the dark night sky.
She saw the stars clearly. They were beautiful. Their light reflected off her eyes. Annabel saw a falling star and held her breath.
"If only you were here." Annabel whispered into the void of the night.
She closed her eyes and opened them. Now she was looking at the ceiling again. And so she turned to her side and fell asleep.
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Heart In The Hands Of Two
General FictionIn New Orleans lived a baby girl. Unique in every way. When that little girl grew up she met two boys and they became friends. Having the baby girl cost a lot and someone had to pay. One eventful Halloween night there was a homicide so gruesome it...
