Rowan

Ok this is a story from a dream I had...I honestly love it :)


http://www.wattpad.com/817901-thunder-rolls

Now I must work on a short story I have to do for one of my teachers. So far its called "Dead at Three" and so far I really like it.


Dead at Three

She was running. Running from her ruined past, her cursed future, running just to get away. She stumbled, tripping over her dress, the pain beating its way back into her mind. The pain was more than she could bear, as she laid her head between her hands, as her screams started. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't comprehend nor think. At that moment, pain reigned her body. The sickly emotion made its way down her neck to leave the poison of this torment to go through her veins...

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