She would dangle her legs off of the canyon edge, swinging them back and forth as she gazed at the sky. Her long hair would occasionally fly around with a gust of wind, hitting her face. She would shiver with the cold breeze and sigh. She would squeal every time she would have found one of her favorite constellations.
“Yauna, It's time to come in dear!” a woman called out from her front door, too afraid to walk all they way out onto the porch.
“Coming!” the young girl pushed herself off, being careful as to not fall off the side of the canyon and ran through the soft wet grass to get home.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Random Short Stories
De TodoI will put random short stories that I will never make into an actual book here. I will mostly make the short stories a couple of sentences. I hope you guys will enjoy these stories. ~Wolfie232🐺🐺🐺
