Ithinkimhell Stories

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* i think i'm in hell *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ When Annabelle died, what she saw next was a concept she never would've foreseen. Lockers, doors and tiled floors. This seems all too familiar. Almost like.. school. The afterlife sure is mysterious. [This story has very short chapters at the moment, so that we can hopefully post more often than not.] ©simplysplendid