Chapter 6 chapter 1205 Blood was splattered across the ruined street, painting the crumbling buildings in a crimson hue. The mutated things, their limbs twisted and elongated, had torn people apart with savage glee. My son was gone, ripped from my arms during the initial surge. I stumbled among the carnage, my boots crunching onContinue reading “Once upon a bad Christmas”
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Once upon a bad Christmas
Chapter 5 C214 Because I had mocha skin, the color of dark chocolate with a hint of coffee, and a head full of tightly coiled afro hair that framed my face like a dark halo, my dad always seemed subtly disappointed. He’d never said it outright, but I knew he’d envisioned a daughter with lighter,Continue reading “Once upon a bad Christmas”
Once upon a bad Christmas
Chapter 4 I really deserved to die, a constant, gnawing thought that plagued me, but I couldn’t let them be happy. I couldn’t allow my father, a man usually so discerning, to be blinded by a woman who was constantly under the knife, each surgery a desperate attempt to recapture lost youth or perhaps, somethingContinue reading “Once upon a bad Christmas”
Once upon a bad Christmas
Chapter 3 #Runaway bride# Chapter 1 If you want to kill someone tragically, how would you do it? Not just any death, but one that leaves a lasting ache in the hearts of those who knew them. I could list so many ways, a car crash on a rainy night, a sudden illness, but youContinue reading “Once upon a bad Christmas”
Once upon a bad Christmas
Chapter 1 Vanity Saint Michael, a mere awakened character in a book. I was sixteen in this world when I abruptly awakened to this horrifying truth, so how exactly did I end up here? In my original world, I had a mother and a father and was their only child, doted on but never spoiled,Continue reading “Once upon a bad Christmas”
Once upon a bad Christmas
Chapter 2 My vision blurred, the edges of my sight darkening into a suffocating tunnel until I could see nothing but swirling grey. I struggled to breathe, each ragged gasp a desperate plea for air, for life. As I did, I felt a bone-chilling cold seep into my very being, numbing the pain, extinguishing theContinue reading “Once upon a bad Christmas”
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