Kayleigh Ayala
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The body fell out right on top of his brand new Italian leather shoes. I did my best to not show my smug satisfaction as they grimaced and kicked the stinking rotting corpse to the side. “Where is the rest?” asked Julius , slowly walking towards me with his patent entitled stride.
By Kayleigh Ayala4 years ago in Horror
Just 12 feet away
Just 12 feet away, and one glance makes it feel like 12,000 miles. 12 feet I cannot cross, that you cannot cross and here I am staring at you. I study your features as best I can amidst the chaos of the room, the people momentarily blocking my view and the noises from everyone are distracting. Only 12 feet and every bit of me aches to close the distance.
By Kayleigh Ayala4 years ago in Poets
A guide to: Becoming
To really get to know me, we have to start at the begining. I don't have alot of memories but I will give you what I've got. I was born in the Pacific NorthWest to two young parents with now 3 daughters, no money and no clue. We lived on thrift store couches, free cable (the 90's were fun weren't they?) and Ramen noodles. My parents lived the romaticised broke life you see on TV where two kids run away with nothing but the clothes on their backs and are happy with just each other; for the first 4 years of my life.
By Kayleigh Ayala4 years ago in Psyche
