Literature
Lost Control
The siren alarm echoed throughout the town as people looked up to see what the ruckus was all about, but for me it was totally different. You see I was the ruckus. I stood there with a look of horror, taking in the scene. "No," I thought. "I lost control, again." Body's covered the ground where I had lost it, all dead. My heart filled with agony and regret. "How could I let this happen again?" I thought desperately. "If only I had not lost my bracelet," I said with a raspy voice. A lump filled my throat. Memories filled my mind of the man who stole all of our charms, including me; Tanya's earrings, Michelle's necklace, Sara's ring, and of cou