The Christmas Angel ~ Creative Writing

Bam. Bam. Bam. The firing of guns echoed in the distance. Crimson, auburn, and gold exploded onto the scene and rained down like fire from the sky. Screams filled the landscape in a horrible, eerie lullaby to woe one to sleep. But this sleep, was death. Andy Miller laid on the hard earth, pain ricocheting…… Continue reading The Christmas Angel ~ Creative Writing