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Then I'll start to write history. It's the first I write, but I hope you like it. I'm going to use Your name. I'm also going to write in the "I" shape.
You and Justin are 16
It's summer and, You have just moved to Canada, Statfiord, ontario, You're 16 years old, you have a litle brother named Elijah. He is 10 years old. Your parents are pretty rich. So you get that tack what you lost. But you are not a snob like. You have not had and get some friends yet, since you just has moved here. And it's summer vacation,
Y / N POV:
I walk down the long and dark streets. I listen to One Durection - Whats Make You Beautiful on full blast in the ears. To put it the way I do not like these streets so well at night. But just wanted to take a walk around here, too, and see how things are and where all the shops are. I found wealth not so much fine. I think that all the stores are located within the city. For and be honest I do not like the dark so very well. You sort of know what it hides. It could hide everything between heaven and earth. Let us hope that it hides Harry Styles without a T-drove. It would have been digg. The fine my thoughts are broken by that I see something moving in the darkness. I hear the sounds coming closer and closer I can see a shadow. "Please God, let it be Harry Styles without a T-drove" I ask quietly. Perhaps it is now I shall begin. I take rate and start and run. I see that person begins to run after me. "Why was I not more active in PE classes" I think while running down the streets. It begins and become harder and move the legs. I know that lactic acid starts and coming. I just start and run slower. I look behind me, and the person just comes closer and closer. My thoughts are just more and more confused. I can not give up now. The person is now right behind me. But I can not see the face befor the darkness hides. He grabs me and holds me tight. He pushes me hard into the ground. "Damn it hurts" I scream for him. Ohh maybe I'll scream "good idea Y/ N" I muttered quietly. "What did you say," said the dark voice. I will not answer what he says, but I begin rather to scream. "Why could not it have just been Harry Styles without a T-ran that came out of the woods" I think. I continue and scream "nooo, SOME HELP ME". But there comes the no. I really want to and give up. I smell something strange. Suddenly I get a cloth in front of your mouth and everything goes black. The last thing I was thinking is that "Now I die."
I open my eyes, I'm lying in a white room. Mom and dad are sitting on either side of the bed. Elijah sitting on a sofa which is on the other side of the room. All together asleep, "Mom, wake up" I whisper quiet, and not wake the others. She opens her eyes slowly and look up at me. "Y/ N you're awake," she said with a loud voice that makes all the others in the room and wake up. First hugging mom me. So hugging dad me. Also finally the little cute my little brother, who may be the most annoying brat in the world. But hey, he's my little brother. "How goes it" asks mum, while dad goes and fetches a doctor. "I feel really quite good I" I said and smiled at her. Dad and the doctor come walking into the room. "Hey Y/ N, I'm Doctor svendsen, you're lucky sitting here today." he says with the weird voice doctoral hannes. "What really happened?" I ask. "You were persecuted in the street by a man. He came after you and drugged down, if not the young boy who saved you had been there. So you had been dead now." he answered. I can not remember a young boy. What's he talking about. "Was the one there that saved me. I saw no one I." Replied I was very confused. "He came after you had fainted." What had another boy saved me. He I have to meet. "I can talk to him and thank him somehow?" I ask and look at the doctor. "Yes you can, he sits in the hallway" he said and walked out of the door. A few minutes later so åpney door itself. Inn doctor came and behind him came the boy who saved you. Everyone went out of the room. "Tell if you need something Y/ N" was the last mom said before she walked out of the room. The boy sat down in one of the chairs beside the bed. I looked at him and he looked at me. "I'm Justin. Justin Bieber" he said with the sweetest voice I've ever heard.
Yes it was it was part 1 it.
I know it's boring, short and bad, but I just have to get me a little into history itself
What do you think?
Is there anything I can do better?
Some ideas?
