
I had never noticed him. Not until now.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Supernatural - Words: 80 - Reviews: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 11-23-09 - id: 2744182
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March 29th, 1847: Invasion of Veracruz by the Americans; the Mexican-American Wars.
Today, the American troops invaded my hometown. I am hiding in this closet—all of my handmaids left. I do not know where my mother and father are. I am alone.
I am frightened.
There are noises outside the closet. I do not wish to stop writing—this distracts me from the fear.
I hear the cry of a wolf. The footsteps are closer now, they—
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