The Girl From the Woods
01
I was seventeen when I died.
The woods held my scream, until I reached the edge, and collapsed onto the grass, my body bruised and aching as I dragged myself across the earth.
And straight to his backdoor.
The woods held my scream, until I reached the edge, and collapsed onto the grass, my body bruised and aching as I dragged myself across the earth.
And straight to his backdoor.