The sun fades away letting in the darkness of the night.The clock ticks every second,nothing else but quietness.I get out from under my sheets and open the window.Breeze flowing through my hair,the coldness touching my skin.
I look at the moon admiring the the beautiful darkness,these are the only dark hours we have.The only light that shines upon us is moon in the sky,surrounded oleh smaller lights called stars.
Every night a serigala would howl from inside the deep dark forest,calling there family.I barley had a family.My mother,Rosalie,my brother,Jake...and me.I was known as the little gothic ridinghood....
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