THE HILLS HAVE EYES
Introduction: her hands felt in the dark….. ___ Where I growed up our parents ran a still thing that made whiskey. They was a gone for weeks at time. Im Bella and my sister is Jennifer. We caint read or write, so Ben is a writin this for me on his flip box thing, or lap top he calls it. —– __We lived way way back in the hills. No phones, no computers, just us&hellip,then one day a hunter happened to come by the woods behind our house. We never went to school and a young man hunter rightly...