A new life
I began waking up, seeing black fingers with white rings. I looked at my body, I looked like the Marionette at the restaurant. I ran into the halls, looking for my children. I grabbed the suits, and put them on top of the kids. I admitted it was hard. I felt magic. Soon enough, the kids didn't work.I went into my box, crying... Still thinking of my fault I started.
(Sorry if this was short)
Join Qfeast to read the entire story!
Sign In. It is absolutely free!
