11 #Story of my Life

"Kiera." I heard somebody call my name with a hand on my shoulder, waking me up from my sleep.

I moaned with distress as I felt the hands of someone on my shoulder, gently shaking my body.

"What?" I replied, groaning loudly and clearly.

As I opened my eyes, I saw Jason looking out the window of the car with his hands on the wheel, and the car was parked somewhere in an area I didn’t know about. “We’re here,” Jason said, looking out the car window with his eyes focused somewhere on the horizon.

Jason sighed profoundly, his face serious. Jason sighed profoundly, and within moments, he got out of the car, walked beside me, and opened my door as he proposed to me in his “come.”

I nodded my head at his words, placing my hands in his hand as he took us both inside the house that had mostly looked abandoned for many years.

On entering, I scanned the structure of the house, which seemed mostly destructive. Thick layers of dirt line the floor of the house; the wall is all covered with spi