Status: Still Writing.
Melanie, What Have You Gotten Yourself Into?
One
It was thunder storming that Friday night and Melanie heard tapping on her window. She rushed over to find that Alec, her neighbour, best friend for eleven years was perched on the roof gesturing her to open the window.
Melanie was still in her jeans and sweater whenever he came in because he had made a habit of coming every night to talk to her. She let him in and he stumbled throught the room, soaking wet. “Melanie. I have to tell you something!” He said, out of breath.
“What Alec! What is it?”
He spoke, shuttering. “My parents..."
Alec fell to the floor. She turned him over and gasped. There saw a bullet wound on the right side of his chest, creating a pool of blood around him.
Melanie was still in her jeans and sweater whenever he came in because he had made a habit of coming every night to talk to her. She let him in and he stumbled throught the room, soaking wet. “Melanie. I have to tell you something!” He said, out of breath.
“What Alec! What is it?”
He spoke, shuttering. “My parents..."
Alec fell to the floor. She turned him over and gasped. There saw a bullet wound on the right side of his chest, creating a pool of blood around him.