Stories by SHE WRITES
WHO KILLED YOU
I woke up from my beach towel the sea was calm, pulsing rhythmically and breathing with cadence. Just off the...
Finding where I belong
The wind blows shallowly with the crunch of my boots against the bare stickes. As I walk not knowing where to...
The mystery of the MISSING NEIGHBO...
The wind was shallow and the wood of my house was creaking. Everything was in a daze I couldn't tell then som...