Kat sighed out the window of her mother’s black car. Her sigh was carried by the wind, through the fallen leavers, and into the tree tops. She was sighing because her life has been particularly boring recently. Her parent’s divorce … Continue reading Kat Saint by Wren L.
Maria had never believed in ghosts, until that day, that is. Until she saw the thing in the woods. She had always just thought when peopled died they’d either go to heaven or the place down below. She never thought … Continue reading The Spirit by Wren L.