I was once a "good girl" and was even in my local church choir. There was a vestry were we robed, and a tower. Few of us ever explored that tower, but one hot Friday afternoon, I did. There was a store room half way up, with a window that looked out onto the churchyard beyond. The window was small, and hadn't been c...
so, there I was, braving the spiders when I heard a distant giggle. I tried to look through the window, but it was too dirty. I had to clean a small circle in it first.
Down in the churchyard, in the overgrown area, were two girls about my age. They were just chilling, and chatting, with the ocassional,burst o... » Read more