( Sorry if there's anything wrong with my story) "Hey, Liam! Are you okay?" He asks me. "I'm okay, Jacob," I keep staring at the rain. "Oh, I see. You still hate this situation, right?" He sit down next to me. I hate rain, especially the smell of the rain. Many people say that the smell was giving so much chill. But it's a big no for me. It was happening when I was 15 years old. Around 3 years ago. I walked alone on the sidewalk. It was after rain, so the petrichor burst along the road. I looked around, and I realized that no one's around. It's very quiet. And suddenly a boy who looked like 3 or 4 years older than me was approaching me. His appearance was so scary, he wore a black hoodie, and a black trouser. I wanna run, but I can't. My legs didn't want to move. I trembled when the boy was standing in front of me. He reached my neck and grabbing i...
Kumpulan cerita-cerita pendek yang saya buat ketika bosan.