The sore near his eye was beginning to ooze. It was practically detached from his skin; red and swollen and bloody. Who knows how long it had been like that? Weeks at least. Definitely more than a few days.
By trina schuler4 years ago in Fiction
The smell really wasn’t too bad, in fact, I was starting to get used to it, and it really didn’t bother me anymore. It didn’t smell good, but I didn’t really notice it anymore. But that was because I lived there.
By trina schuler5 years ago in Horror
