Allison Downs
Joined October 2017
0 stories
Bio
an undergraduate student at SRUP studying Communication with hopes of becoming a better writer
Stories (1/0)
Haunted
She sat before the large, opened casket as tears slowly streamed down her face. He lie still, his hands folded over his stomach and his eyes closed. She watched him cautiously, waiting to see the steady rise and fall of his chest. He's not breathing, Amelia, she thought to herself. He's dead. Her mother wrapped her arm around her waist and heaved a sigh as she rested her head on her mother's shoulder and closed her eyes.
By Allison Downs6 years ago in Humans