Disclaimer ~ I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians' characters.
(Here lies an invisible line. It's names is chocolate chips and has one best friend.)
The sound of raindrops banging against the window, everything seemed so peaceful and sweet. A raven-haired boy glazing up at the stormy sky; reminding him of the girl in his dreams and nightmares. Even though, he never have met her; the green-eyed boy somehow knew that it was real. Not just a stupid dream, but how can he proof it?
It was the year of the eighteenth century and a murderous rumor was spreading around the land of England. Precious memories of a warm, ruby red liquid splattering on the newly cleaned, mocha brown tiles. The Police, of course, was always too late, but all they could do now, was to collect the body and contact their family members & friends. The Queen didn't do anything of the killing spree around the whole community. Citizens were locking up their windows and blocking the entrance of their homes. Nobody dared to step foot on the streets of London; they were all quivering in terror. Will this ever end or would it become everlasting?
(Here lies an invisible. It has a best friend named cookies.)
Did you like the preview? I'm not a great author on horror stories, but I always have nightmares, so that kinda helped me to write this.
Bye-Bye,
Rosalie.
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