The night was active with people from everywhere in one place. Carmen was right there too. She blended in with those who were there. Her black short hair, black dress and black boots weren’t an unusual thing.
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The Bridge
I stood here on this Bridge and I peered down into the black water, a tear flowing down my face quickly joined the giant watery grave. I closed my eyes and saw his face, Drake’s face. His brown spikey hair reflected the sun and his green eyes held so much emotion. We laughed as we… Continue reading The Bridge