Might as well as hoisting herself, christean found herself in the middle of nowhere.
It was the eve of Christmas. It was important to get home.
Forty eight hours forty minutes earlier , chris was sitting in her warm galley eating donuts and shoving half of them in her sisters mouth, Emily. Emily was a jolly creature, with crooked teeth and a cute smile.
"lets go outside!"Emily protested.
No. it was impossible. People of the mangrove valley believed that monsters come out at the eve of Christmas, and it is not wise to go out that time. specially at night.
Chris said in a firm voice, NO.
A simple but a harsh word, no.
Emily looked at her dolefully.
Chris said no.
Emily puffed her mouth with anger.
Chris said no.
Emily stood up and upturned a cake box on chris's head.
"why you little scum….!"she screamed as she went to the washroom to patch herself up. Fter she came back, she saw it.
The thing which is called an empty house.
Emily left .