Strawberry Silhouette
-Chapter 0: Little Ghost- / -Chapter 1: Doorbell-
-Chapter 0: Little Ghost-
The hills are covered with millions of tiny violet flowers. Bright green peeks through here and there, though mostly unseen.
The little flowers sway towards the East as a strong wind comes floating by. Dark clouds start to hover and hide the sun. Then, I felt it.
The first one landed on my arm. Then the second on my nose. I looked up and it began to pour. The rain drenched my dress and the newly patched dirt in which he lays six feet under.
I smiled at the thought.
-Chapter 1: Doorbell-
I blinked over and over again, trying to adjust my eyes to the bright sun. Morning.
I groaned as I made my way out of bed. A strong pounding grew in my head and I winced. The headaches I’ve been having just wont go away. They just keep getting worse as the voices grow louder.
No. I’m not crazy. I can just hear what people are thinking. And recently, I’ve picked up the ability to read peoples’ futures. It makes my head hurt, my heart ache, and my life miserable.
I jogged down the steps and went to the kitchen - grabbing my purse off the side table in the living room along the way.
I pulled out the Aspirin bottle and fixed a glass of water. Then I titled my head back and swallowed two pills. It didn’t fully help the headaches, but it did help mild them.
I headed back up stairs, took a shower and changed into some blue jeans and a t-shirt. I then made it halfway back down the stairs when the door bell rang.
The hills are covered with millions of tiny violet flowers. Bright green peeks through here and there, though mostly unseen.
The little flowers sway towards the East as a strong wind comes floating by. Dark clouds start to hover and hide the sun. Then, I felt it.
The first one landed on my arm. Then the second on my nose. I looked up and it began to pour. The rain drenched my dress and the newly patched dirt in which he lays six feet under.
I smiled at the thought.
-Chapter 1: Doorbell-
I blinked over and over again, trying to adjust my eyes to the bright sun. Morning.
I groaned as I made my way out of bed. A strong pounding grew in my head and I winced. The headaches I’ve been having just wont go away. They just keep getting worse as the voices grow louder.
No. I’m not crazy. I can just hear what people are thinking. And recently, I’ve picked up the ability to read peoples’ futures. It makes my head hurt, my heart ache, and my life miserable.
I jogged down the steps and went to the kitchen - grabbing my purse off the side table in the living room along the way.
I pulled out the Aspirin bottle and fixed a glass of water. Then I titled my head back and swallowed two pills. It didn’t fully help the headaches, but it did help mild them.
I headed back up stairs, took a shower and changed into some blue jeans and a t-shirt. I then made it halfway back down the stairs when the door bell rang.