Opening her eyes, she turned to her right and squinted, trying to locate some part of her night visitor. After several minutes of straining her eyes against the shadows, she developed a headache and determined it time to stop.
A million questions and possible scenarios ran through her mind until she decided on one she liked.
“Why am I here?”
Cayaana woke up to the sounds of a woman screaming. The sound went on for another minute before a man ran in and started shak…
A sequel to How to Heighten the Senses
FlirtingWithaBrickWallSecond Earth
I quit my job, and AP exams are almost over, so hopefully I’ll have some more up soon. Regardless, I have about 3 pages of old junk you haven’t commented, check it out.
do me a favor, and rate everything of mine you read, even if you don’t comment (but i have to agree with Stovohobo on the comment aspect- they excite me)
here’s to always trying.
I’m a high school senior this year, finally, and I’m interested in action photography, though they cut the class. I don’t actually aspire to be a writer, but i love it as a hobby.
I’ve decided I’m signing everyone’s yearbook this year with this song:
May your organs fail before your dreams fail you
The Matches
That’s the good part of dying; when you’ve nothing to lose you run any risk you want – Guy Montag, Fahrenheit 451
if you sequel/prequel anything i write, please message me and let me know, otherwise i probably wont see it
Published on April 29, 2007.
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