hey. i'm Kathy. i love writing and reading stories, that's why i'm here :O but basically all my works are for school, so the storyline are a'lil limited. anw, hope you guys like my work :D
will be on HIATUS cause of upcoming exams and stuff. will try to upload more as most of my stories i didn't have them in soft copy. so watch out! :D
"Lily walked quickly home. Cold rain dropped tauntingly down her neck, back, and inside her shirt. It sent chills throughout her. Her long brown hair was soaked and her thick braid was coming undone. Her soft face was smeared with black from the mascara that streamed from her eyes, down her cheeks, and over her rosy lips. She looked up into the sky- dark and greenish. Could it be a phenomenon caused by hail? Just then, there was a flash of lightning, and for a moment she could see everything that"
"The hut was located at the far end off the Brownlance Street. Brownlance Street was a peaceful street with its rows of houses lining up neatly side by side and it was where I lived. By 8 o’clock in the night, everybody will be in the indoors with their doors locked. Nobody dared to be out in the street after 8pm. Nobody except the retired security guard who lived at the other far end of the street."
"It was 10 in the hours of darkness, and late for Jenna Robertson, who was walking home from her high-paying office job in New York City. 31st Street was always dark, but the sparse lighting was dimmed even more by a power outage. Jenna was young, and uncommonly beautiful, with long, curly brown hair and sea blue eyes. She had, in fact, won the 2008 Miss America Pageant. She always walked home this way, but tonight fate was about to catch up with her. "Jenna!" A sickly sweet feminine voice came"
"There was a blinding white light and the next thing I knew, I was lying on my side. My legs felt numb and I could feel a warm trickle on the side of my face. I heard voices--from faraway. I struggled to keep my eyelids open. I could see flashing red lights from where I was. A man in a navy blue uniform suddenly crouched in front of me. I could see him waving his hands and shouting but I could not hear him at all. He extended his arm and just as I was about to reach out my own, everything went bl"
"It was 10 in the hours of darkness, and late for Jenna Robertson, who was walking home from her high-paying office job in New York City. 31st Street was always dark, but the sparse lighting was dimmed even more by a power outage. Jenna was young, and uncommonly beautiful, with long, curly brown hair and sea blue eyes. She had, in fact, won the 2008 Miss America Pageant. She always walked home this way, but tonight fate was about to catch up with her. "Jenna!" A sickly sweet feminine voice came"
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