Smooth. Sapphire. Silent. Silver jewelry hung from various piercings in her ears. They reflected metallic light and laughed as if to mock the familar myths of silver bullets and vampires. I walked alone that night. Breathing in slowley the fatal fumes of my dying cigarette. Fatal. I remember when that word once held meaning to… Continue reading Countess
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Dissapearing Heros
Aug-8-2002 I don’t know why I am writing this. I will never remember it anyway, and this paper will be lost in time. This is my only way, no, my only hope to keep my story alive. My name is Sarah Carsiment. My family and I moved from New York to this boring little suburban… Continue reading Dissapearing Heros