"Layna!! Get your ass up! NOW!" she roared up the stairs from the kitchen.
"Alright alright, I'm up..." I rolled off the bed and fell onto the floor. I groaned, reluctant to get up. My floor was quite comfy. I soon fell asleep again. But was awoken to ice cold water being thrown on me. I immediately flew off the ground and turned around only to come face-to-face with the devil herself...my mom.
She was actually a really nice person but once she's aggravated enough, run for your life!
I dashed to the bathroom and started getting ready. I threw on a criss-cross white top, black ripped jeans, and a grey wool cardigan. Before I ran out the door I put on my white trainers.
"Bye mom!" I yelled. I took my car keys and left.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Trial and Error
Ficção AdolescenteHe was darkness, she was light. He was guilt, she was purity. He was bad, she was good. Who knew that such opposites could become so alike in a few months. Haunted houses aren't her favorite things in the world but he's intrigued by it.
