Who was that boy?
I can't stop thinking of that day we finally escaped that horrid place, even though that was many years ago. The time i had spent there was a living nightmare. I will never ever forget that boy covered in blood with hair as white as snow, eyes that glow, and a grin that made it to one side of his face to the other. I can't get that image of him out of my mind. I feel like I should know who he is. He seems so familiar to me. I always find myself asking who was that boy?Join Qfeast to read the entire story!
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