A sound of your loved ones wake you up. You think "who is making all that noise" you think it's your sister and try to go back to bed. Later that night you hear screaming getting louder and louder but also getting closer and closer not knowing what to you panic and jump out of the window. You go to the front door and in the window you can see you parent... slaughtered , blood on the walls, on the curtains, and in the halls. you run, you run as fast as you can away from all the pain. and yet you still remain in the bed you once layed in. not a dream but not a nightmare but the forshadowing of what is yet to come..
ESTÁS LEYENDO
the tears of the fallen
Historia Cortaonly love can cure what this sickness has become the downfall of mark
