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What a long and cold night it was. Deep darkness covered all over us with a bunch of creepy and scary noises. Passing puffy clouds masked the moon light, the black sky was calm flecked with white shimmering stars, I put on my jacket as the cold wind passes by.

Few of my friends placed the born fire and turned on the music to dance. I sat at a distances on a broken tree, about to complete my book the phone rang besides me.

"HELLO", poor signals hung down my call.

It must be mom, so I dropped the voice massage.

Long shutters of eyes began to blink when I heard the footsteps approaching near me. I shifted myself a bit corner to glimpse the person. It was Jacob, a tall white man with short black hair.

He smirked, his eyes were shining, and the striking looks were diverting my attention onto him. After an exchange of few comforting words, he leaned towards me, entwined me, kissed my forehead, his brittle beard twinges me. My mouth hastily falls open, I mumbled scared, muscular arms prisoned me so tightly that it was hard retaliate.

Catching my conscious in a snap second, I pushed him back vehemently and walked passed him to leave. I strolled briskly, not wanted to think about him any longer.

I hid my feeling behind the wall of my heart. I glanced back at him, his lower head and watery eyes was somehow breaking those walls.

I went inside the camp, zipped up, took of the jacket and laid straight on the fluffy pillow. Eyes were staring right up, arousing warmth un easing my mind.

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