I started to pray out loud, praying that we could get out, praying to survive.
I thought about my Mom, Dad, and brother. They would never know what happened to me. Poof, we would disappear in this place of pure evil
I never believed in ghosts or anything, but this has changed my point of view completely.
I would never graduate, never get married. I wouldn't have the life I have been hoping for.
Poof! Everything would disappear like a wisp of smoke in the wind--gone, forgotten, dead.
Authors Note:
SORRY!! It has been a really long time since I updated. I have been really busy!!
SB
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The Insane Asylum
Short StoryGo in..... Never come out.... If you do come out... Well good luck, I hope you enjoy living in fear