spookie
It's possible that I am a mistake. It's possible that I always make everything worse. It's possible you're lying to everyone about me.
It's also possible... that I don't care about anyone's opinions anymore or what you think of me.
He stood there in chains as he watched the only family he had left step up to the guillotine in his place. His twin brother Micheal looked at him one last time his eyes full of sorrow. The guard forced him down, and put his head beneath the blade. Josiah looked at his brother, realizing what Micheal had done for him. His eyes got blurry as he watched the executioner send the blade down through his beloved brothers neck. A single hot tear broke free, and fell down his soot covered cheek.
The sound of her heels, click, click,click, as she walked down the hall. Even after she turned the corner I could still hear the soft sound of her heels echo down the long corridor.
The sound of her heels, click, click,click, as she walked down the hallway. Even after she turned the corner I could still hear the soft sound of her heels.