EmoFantasy

She moved towards the dead body in haste. Her scream was heard by no one in her wide open mouth. The wind viciously took up her long, dark brown hair, sticking it to her cheeks. Her eyes shone silver in the moonlight, hiding her pain and complete loneliness. Dirt marked her flawless skin like scars. Blood trickled from her left temple were thorny branches cut her. She knew it was time to stand up, face them. And wherever they come from, they were in for it. The girl knelt in the dirt, casting a long shadow over the boy’s lifeless body. He was merely sixteen. He was hardly a human. And she hardly ever got to talk to him. Hardly able to