Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130578-20150614070917/@comment-25169271-20150614230749

"Not now Angela," Chester spoke softly as he led his sister though the grave yard and to a more desserted section under a large tree. Chester took his sister and led her to a large root that was sticking out of the ground, lifting her up and setting her on it. "Angela...do...do you know what's going on?" the boy asked, the stitiches on his lips growing itchy and painful as he talked.