Echo - Road 65 ( 1/2 )
The yellow bus had just parked on the bottom side of the road. The engine always turned when the horde of young teenagers came out in line, descending the two steps and scattering on the sidewalk, indifferent to the driver who was attempting to get the...
A simple story III : Part I
Fred's way Opening the car's police door, Ken rubbed nervously his new wedding ring at his finger to get lucky. While he was scooting to the house, the sights coming from the nearby houses, making sure not to fall on a trap. He noticed how much his...