// I wrote this in like ten minutes. Is it okay? Omg // It was a raining and really stormy day. The News made it clear for no one to go outside because it was dangerous. Harry didnt listen what so ever. Harry was wearing a black sweater with his hoodie over his head, his wet hair was sticking to his forehead from the rain, he was soaked along with his black skinny jeans that were ripped at the knee. For about two days there were these voices leading him to this house and today is his third meaning someone is going to die. It was about a medium sized family home and today is the third day he had visited it. Harry slowly took a couple of steps towards the house until he was in front of the door, he knocked. When the door opened it was a decent looking woman, she looked at him in shock because did look a bit creepy. He was looking down at his feet before sliding his hood down from his head, wet messy curls everywhere. Harry looked at the woman with green olive eyes that had a shade of black under his eyes from lack of sleep but they soon started to turn into a grayish color, thats when the woman soon took steps back. But before she could close the door he started screaming/wailing that shattered every single window in the home. His screams were heard throughout the whole neighborhood.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 04:31:07 +0000