1. Short Story - The Painted Door
... . I simply stared at her fixedly with that peculiar expression on my face and I tried to let myself calm down. Even if I saw the women's face, I still had a slim ray of hope that the woman wasn't Ann in my deep mind. I walked to approach them with all my strength to prove what I thought. Each step was so ... hard to keep going and I felt my feet were with over 1000 tons of stones. When I was over her, she saw me. Ann's face went as white as a sheet and she seemed she wanted to scream but her lips were ... world was collapsed and hope had quite departed from my mind. My heart broke into ...
- Word Count: 612
- Approx Pages: 2
- Grade Level: High School