Where Are You?A Story by AllisonAbout a dream I had, quite scary...Walking inside of your house, The door off its hinges. "Mom?!" You call, "Where are you?!" Silence answers you. "Are you in here?" You call, walking into her room. Nowhere. Where is she? You find her as you trod upon something hard. As you look down, you realize, it is not glass, or plaster, but your mother's hand, Her green eyes open in surprise, her body stiffening in the cold dirt. © 2010 AllisonFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on August 23, 2009 Last Updated on February 7, 2010 AuthorAllisonDinosaurland, HIAboutHowdy.... Obviously I'm Allison...... I write a lot of poetry, annnnnd I've heard that I'm pretty sarcastic and awesome :-) Review my stuffs pease? :D more..Writing
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