It’s that girl again, the one that’s dressed in a short midnight purple dress in the gentle summer breeze. Her leather black long hair flowing gracefully over her shoulders in waves. She’s beautiful, however, there’s something wrong with her light brown eyes. So empty it’s scary when, she wears it with a freighting smile.
It’s that girl again, the one that’s dressed in a short midnight purple dress in the gentle summer breeze. Her leather black long hair flowing gracefully over her shoulders in waves. She’s beautiful, however, there’s something wrong with her light brow... scary stories
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Before The Clock Strikes

It’s that girl again, the one that’s dressed in a short midnight purple dress in the gentle summer breeze. Her leather black long hair flowing gracefully over her shoulders in waves. She’s beautiful, however, there’s something wrong with her light brown eyes. So empty it’s scary when, she wears it with a freighting smile.

I see her just before the clock strikes three in the morning, surrounded by a bellflower field behind the house. Stretching and reaching out for me whispering, “Come to me Eren, I’ve been waiting for you.”Every time I turn away closing my bedroom windows to shut her voice out; her soft child-like giggles begin to disappear. Never to be seen again until nightfall.

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