Literature
Train's Story Chapter 1
The Night She Died
The rose in the window frame was all the proof I needed. Once I had seen it, I knew what hed done even before Id read the note. Id had known that Creed was crazy, but this was taking it many steps beyond insanity!
As I rushed down the cobble stone streets, I heard the undistinguishable babble of people in the festival, playing festival games, all indulging themselves on candies, baked goods, and delicious drinks like pop or
Ramune
Im sorry Saya, I cant get you any ramune tonight