By Stephanie Marie Pace
Walking down the steep hill, I looked away from the empty, dark, dark side.
I have always hated the darkness. There was no light other than my weak flashlight and Anna’s strong one.
“The movie sucked!” We said, trying to distract ourselves.
“Yeah I know! It sucked!” Stephanie G. agreed.
“Don’t forget the special plans!” Anna said. Continue reading “The Dark Night”