The scent of gasoline and burning wood permeated the winter air. Occasionally, the wind managed to carry the flames in such a manner that the tiniest bit of warmth graced the girl. She stared into the charred remains of the old house. For the first time in her life, she stared into the fire and felt no fear.






Fun story




She came across an abandoned truck filled with jars full of peanut butter



They say you could hear her screams of rage for miles