Francine PascalYoung Adult · Fiction·1938–2024
Terror
Synopsis
The sight of blood makes my heart race. The slightest noise makes my palms sweat.
A tiny spider makes my stomach drop.
Everything frightens me.
And I've never been happier.
Terror
The sight of blood makes my heart race. The slightest noise makes my palms sweat.
A tiny spider makes my stomach drop.
Everything frightens me.
And I've never been happier.