“The Little Girl Survived.”

“Get this girl in the car!” I hustled the driver, “She’s DYING!” my tone was at the brink of breaking. “We can’t.” He shook his head in an Indonesian vogue, even his tongue was,”the nearest hospital is to cross the military border.” I slammed the car, leaving a dent out of desperation, “Can’t you seeContinue reading ““The Little Girl Survived.””

Candy Clown Maniac

The selves of candies against my back, I was trapped singularly with the psycho-candy-maniac, he was holding a sugar cane, which was my height, and he was tall, really tall. He was wearing a red-white top-hat, a matt-white suit, and a sinister clown’s smile. His afro was sombre ruby red, stained with the past victims.Continue reading “Candy Clown Maniac”