Without Notice

Without notice, without a word, it happened, silent in the silky night. Rest her soul. She was a doll.

They couldn’t save her. No one wanted to. She was terrified and terrifying. Good riddance.

The notes were painted on her walls. Her doubts were hanging in the air. She used to frolic. Then she started to run. Once she started she couldn’t look back.

Reviews

[Jessie McRiley]

Very good, and pretty odd too...
Seems kinda old fashion in a way, which i like..
:)