Don't listen to her. the death was instant, they said. but you can still smell the rot and shit, the smell of the car. Stop listening to her. the mans pulpy remains, the brain stuck in your hair. he was going too fast. She won't stop speaking, taunting. now here you are, in your grandmothers apartments ready to start...
(I published this about 5 years ago back in middle school, so it's very cringey.) FEEL FREE TO TAKE THIS STORY AND REWRITE IT AT YOUR DISPOSAL IF YOU PLEASE !!Contains Spoilers!! This will probably have a lot of band/anime references so keep an eye out... --- This story is about a 15 year old girl and her best friend...
