Eveningsnow

I keep dreaming. About a boy. I am never able to see his face. Its always hidden. One day when i wake up will he be there standing by my side? (i wrote this book in 6th grade so there are going to be a few errors here and there..ill edit it eventually)

"The end is the beginning my child. This world is so selfish and corrupted..now we must cleanse it."

I am stuck. Its so dark and cold yet i feel on fire. My body feels numb but i don't care. I won't ever give up- i feel something sharp plunge into my flesh. I clench my jaw, refusing to show them my pain. I will be strong.