Ghost
8
The first night is beautiful.
It takes my breath away.
I pick up a stone that is sparkly and sharp.
I carve into my arm a circle with an arrow through it.
Like the one from that book called the Hunger Games,
I think.
The circle is dripping and the red makes it look like it's on fire.
It stings, but i can't feel the pain.
It takes my breath away.
I pick up a stone that is sparkly and sharp.
I carve into my arm a circle with an arrow through it.
Like the one from that book called the Hunger Games,
I think.
The circle is dripping and the red makes it look like it's on fire.
It stings, but i can't feel the pain.