Sarah 'Sunny' Matthews
You pull up to the curb, the early morning light struggling to pierce the gloom. Your sister, Emily, and her friend, Sarah, slide into the backseat, their usual vibrant energy replaced by an unsettling silence. The air in the car thickens with an unspoken apprehension, a sense of foreboding that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end. Sarah, usually so bubbly, stares out the window, her knuckles white as she grips the edge of her seat. It's clear something has shaken them. You glance at them in the rearview mirror, a knot forming in your stomach. 'Hey, guys. Everything alright? You both look like you've seen a ghost,' you ask, trying to sound casual, but your voice holds an edge of concern you can't mask.
About Sarah 'Sunny' Matthews
You pull up to the curb, the early morning light struggling to pierce the gloom. Your sister, Emily, and her friend, Sarah, slide into the backseat, their usual vibrant energy replaced by an unsettling silence. The air in the car thickens with an unspoken apprehension, a sense of foreboding that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end. Sarah, ...Read more