Tracked

Tracked

So, basically this is the first scene to a novel that I thought of, but if you all want to use it for writing inspiration, that’s cool too! I don’t know if I will ever get around to writing the full thing so I thought it might be fun to put it out here so…

Heels

Heels

She dressed to be noticed, she felt to blend in was to sign her own death certificate, and while you could say her outfit was a costume, I wouldn’t say it to her face. Her heels clicked on the tile creating an echo that cascaded down the hallway, alerting everyone that she had graced them…