​I opened the door and quietly sneaked in. Tip toeing, I made sure not to alert him. The pitch black abode concealed and blinded me simultaneously, thus serving as both friend and foe. I could hear the loud thumping of my heart when suddenly the lights turned on. 
He had caught me. I had nowhere to go. 

” But ice cream at midnight is what the lil one in me wanted!” 


Bizarre Love!! 


” I love the color Red. It describes my love for writing. ”
She said, writing with the red ink he bled!

He shouldn’t have thrown her pen away…

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