|#TheEndOfInnocence|
{My feet hit the floor the second I hear someone fiddling with the front door. I wasn’t sure if mom had decided to come home early or if Dad was finally back, but I was overly excited to see either one of them. I didn’t even bother»
«same man. ‘There, there, love. Do calm down. We’ll be in New Orleans before you know it.’ I barely have time to process his words before I realize that I’m in a coffin.} OH MY GOD IM IN A COFFIN. WHY? {My screams become louder as I try my best to over power»