Chris and Jasmine were having fun, chatting about random things. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna buy us some more." Chris put two fingers up to his lips, signaling weed. He did this because he didn't want Michael or Tristan to steal it all.
He stood up and looked left, right, then left again before crossing the street. Chris started walking across the street when suddenly a truck came absolutely speeding towards him. "CHRIS!"Jasmine let out a bloodcurdling scream, thinking he was going to get hit.
The truck quickly swerved away from him luckily. But it did end up hitting a lamp pole. 'Oh my god...oh my god..' Chris' heart was beating so fast. He was on the verge of tears. Dying on his birthday was the last thing he wanted.
The 3 of his friends ran towards him, he was just standing in the middle of the street. Tears were brought to his eyes as he looked up. "Oh my god..."
Chris got pulled into a very tight hug by Michael and Jasmine. Tristan didn't join the hug though. They just stood there. Watching.
"Dude! What the hell is wrong with you?! Watch where you're walking!" Jasmine slapped Chris across his cheek. She had started to cry. But Chris...he was just standing there, looking at her. Emotionless.
The man came out of his truck, waving his fist and saying various curse words. The 4 of them took off running. Before they knew it they were in a field all by themselves. Panting.
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PertualanganSo this story is just a WIP. So please if you have any criticism about it let me know. Thanks. So basically it's Chris' 23rd birthday and it's great! Hes hanging out with friends and what-not. But something happens and he ends up dying. Instead of...
