Riverdawn58

Derek stood behind the door, as I helped Lilly with her hair."The least you could do, is I don't know, WASH YOUR HAIR?"I snapped, my comb broke in half to prove my point. She giggled."Don't be such a diva. I would care for my hair, but I'm on patrols a lot with Brian." An image of a tall, fair skinned boy with long brown bangs and a Mohawk crept into my mind. I met him on my many trips with Derek. Derek and Brian both looked like twins, but Derek had a tattoo and Brian was a 'good' boy. "Well, stop being so smitten, and focus..." I huffed.  Hours later, her hair finally was done. Swinging open the door, Derek smiled. "Well...seems like you ta

Hurr ;u; I just got 3 patience characters

So.. i made this story out of boredum last night , most likely sucks but hope you like it:                                  My only hope I lay there, my body frozen with the fog of fear. My eyes darted near the door.I  opened  my mouth, but nothing could escape. My breaths came in quick , hard, rhythm's .My hair was matted against my face, as if a shielding me from what stood behind my only way out. Buster, my 5 month old Irish wolf hound, sat near me, almost smug. I bet he knew what is behind there, his sense of smell is better then mine!, I thought to myself. I slowly got to my feet, gripping the door knob, it felt like touching knife sh