11/365 on Flickr.
It was quiet… too quiet. Grandma and I went to check on the boy and found him lying full length on top of the kitchen island, pencil in hand, repeatedly stabbing the donuts I’d bought that morning. Stabby. Stabby. Stabby.
Once just a girl and her shoes. Now a girl and her family, dogs, books, photos, friends and shoes.
11/365 on Flickr.
It was quiet… too quiet. Grandma and I went to check on the boy and found him lying full length on top of the kitchen island, pencil in hand, repeatedly stabbing the donuts I’d bought that morning. Stabby. Stabby. Stabby.