I’m scared – really scared.
I rubbed my eyes, in an attempt to make my eyesight a little clearer. I found myself sitting in the corner of a cold, desolate, small room. I wrapped my arms around my body. A few moments later, I got slightly hotter. I could feel warm tears drip down my cheeks, falling onto my white summer dress, which had patches of dirt and was ripped from the bottom.
How did this happen? I went out shopping at late night with a couple of my friends when suddenly a group of young boys - in about their 20s - started looting shops, killing like crazy. But surprisingly, I didn’t get hurt.
I lifted my head, which felt really heavy after the terrible headache I had had. I leaned against the nearby chest of drawers, hoping this nightmare would stop. Slowly, I drifted off to sleep.
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Falling For The Killer [EDITING / HOLD ON]
RomanceWhat? Who? Where? When? Why? I didn't know what happened, but all I know is that there is no escape. Lexia Traxler is a normal nineteen year old girl, living her life. But all of this changes, that one day when is just going out shopping at night...