I advanced mundanely toward the house; I was the coroner marching forth towards the dead building. A callous wind pinched my cheeks
Author: Writer54
Hello, I am 15 and trying to submit my work to the world, if you will! It would be very much appreciated if you were to leave comments (both critical and good). Thank you, Victoria Xx
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The grand marble tiled hall was dimly lit by a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling; the light bouncing off of each small glittering teardrop
Storm – Family Short Story
Family Short Story: It was cold. I found it hard to swallow as I choked back tears. We had another fight. I’d locked myself outside on the balcony to get fresh air and clear my head;
