Ayla Ahmed

Black Puddle

Her screams of excitement make my ears ring. She found some water in a puddle behind some random house. She drags me by my wrist while looking back at my eyes. Those damn green eyes; they get me every time. I follow closely behind her because, to be fair, she is an idiot. She sort of just runs towards whatever interests her without thinking about who, or what, could kill her. It was annoying, for sure, but she was hot so I dealt with it.