Aspiring Writer
“You know they don’t like you,” she whispered to me. I shrugged, “I don’t care.” “You should. You’ll make us look worse.”
By Heather Marie6 years ago in Humans
Why can’t I breathe? Even with the fast beating of his heart, he was pinned to the wall. There was nothing but darkness. There was no one there.
By Heather Marie6 years ago in Psyche