before they met their fate-

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Song : flooded field - caracol

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I woke up with a crick in my neck that came from sleeping upright, I must've dozed off while watching netflix. It often happened when I had been doing my homework till late and wanted a bit of relief that came from immersing myself into the lives of characters behind the screen.

I was unfulfilled in that way, there was a yearning in me for adventure and something other than going to school and living the painfully boring life of a London teenager. I attended an all girls private school in London, but even the drama of private school teens couldn't quench my thirst for more . Once I had found validation and interest within lies and petty boy drama that others stirred up , but when that all wore away, I was only left with Netflix and my imagination.

I did have plans to go out though, for the first time in ever. I was always way too anxious to go out with people I didn't know , but I had decided that whatever my friends invited me to next , I would just man up do it. I was seventeen and had yet to have proper social encounters , I was in dire need of some teen romance or anything other that school. So that was how I ended up getting ready to go to Hyde park in the middle of summer for a meet-up with my whole year and people from other private schools in London.

I knew that I would be cold later on once the summer heat died down , so I pulled on my hooded jacket and headed off in some jeans and a brown fitted t-shirt. I shoved gum and my phone in my pocket with my credit card, slipped on some chunky high-top converse, and walked out my house to head towards the bus stop.

I could already see the sun's glow turning into a deeper red in the sky as I made my way to the train station. Annoyingly the journey to get to the park was long, as i lived in an area on the edge of London. But it would be worth it if i made some new friends and got over my fear of people, even if it took a few (or many) drinks to do so. Not that I even knew what that was like.

Oh god this was a bad idea. But I had already texted people where to meet. Shit , I was getting butterflies just thinking of all those strangers. I didn't find it hard to talk to random people on the street or workers in shops and the like, but teenagers seemed to terrify me. I knew how complex and toxic my own mind could be , never mind other teens who were far more cutting.

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