Story by Ellie k

The slashing and banging from the Victorian, glass window shivered through me like bramble scraping me down the side . My master had abandoned me from food or water for three hole days, I am not sure if I will live those terrible starving days though ? The wind was herding inside me real fast , as if it was cattle and a sheep dog . My body pumped faster inside closing in towards the vast , hand cutting edges . Ear piecing stomps came shuddering out side the ancient door . Suddenly …


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