Fiolee
By: Reagan Peery
It was a dark and stormy night, the day I met him. I could tell he wasn't normal. He had raven black hair, dark brown eyes that could stare into the depths of your soul. As I walked by him I could smell the faint smell of smoke and alcohol in his breath. I blew it off and kept walking, but his hand reached out and grabbed my arm. I tried to scream but it was caught in my throat. Once I could scream it was too late he already had his other hand around my mouth. I used all of my strength I could to fight back, but he was too strong. He wrapped his arm around me and slowly carried me off to my doom.
Flashback
It all started out as a normal day. My name is Fionna my last name lost, because I am adopted. I have blond hair, blue eyes, and I'm 16 years old. I live with my adoptive sister Kathren but she likes to be called Cake. Cake has brown hair, brown eyes, and is 26 years old. We both work at the candy cane café. Cake and I waitress while mono (Cakes boyfriend) is the cook. So today I was at work when my best friend Gumball walks in. I have had a crush on him ever since we became best friends in the 3rd grade. He orders a small latté and a muffin. It actually wasn't a bad day, until he walked in.