author - "L. P"
It was morning, something that I dreaded I couldn’t believe it was time; it only seemed like a week ago, when my father told me I was a Sniper. I could remember each scene, as he told me, I Lexis Alice Zane, is a Sniper. As he stood there behind the house telling me to take a seat, “Honey, I need to tell you something”, he sighed “You’re a Sniper”, and I looked at him confused, what the heck is a Sniper? Is it werewolf?
It was morning, something that I dreaded I couldn’t believe it was time; it only seemed like a week ago, when my father told me I was a Sniper. I could remember each scene, as he told me, I Lexis Alice Zane, is a Sniper. As he stood there behind the house telling me to take a seat, “Honey, I need to tell you something”, he sighed “You’re a Sniper”, and I looked at him confused, what the heck is a Sniper? Is it werewolf?