A/N This one is a bit short but it's only the intro other chapters will be longer xo
Dan was a seemingly average guy with a seemingly average life.
His life was a routine every single day the same, Wake up, Shower, School, Home, Sleep repeat.
The only thing keeping him sane was the weekends when he could break from his torturous routine.
When Saturday finally came around dan got out of bed with a smile on his face.
Not bothering with the shower dan straight away went and turned his hair straightener on.
Its not like he had anyone to impress he just hated the feel of his natural curly hair.
It was around 8:00am so Dan's mother would have likely already left for work giving Dan just under 10 hours to do as he wished.
Once the hair straightener had heated dan quickly straightened his hair, then went to pack his bag for the day.
Dan wasn't popular nor did he have many friends, he preferred to mostly keep to himself at school, weekends were no different.
Dan's p.o.v
I'm kind of glad i don't have any friends I'm sure that if i did they would do nothing but judge me for my strange Habits
I spend my weekends going and exploring the grounds of the Manchester Lilac Cemetery
Which in itself is creepy its known as "The haunted lands"
Nobody goes there anymore and it hasn't been used as an actual burial place since the 1800's
There is allot of rumors about that place like if someone spends the night there they will never be the same but that's a load of BS
I go there whenever i have the chance for some reason its the only place where i feel i belong where i can truly be alone with my own thoughts
If i told anyone that they would probably think that I'm a massive freak.
Blanket, sketch book, journal, lunch, once i finally finished packing my bag i grabbed my keys got in my car and drove
The cemetery was on the far side of town so it took about half an hour to get there although i didn't mind i spent the time listening to my favourite album by muse
When i got to the cemetery i stayed in the car listening to the last of the songs
If I ever find someone who loves the origin of symmetry as much as i do i will probably marry them
When the last song finished I grabbed my bag and locked my car. Even though people are scared of coming here there will always be the occasional hooligan I've caught two people trying to break into my car so far so I always keep it locked.
"Yay another cloudy day in England" I said to nobody
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Dan walked through the old cemetery dodging trees and crumbling tombstones, He didn't exactly know what he was looking for but he kept searching.
Unaware that someone was watching and following him
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After twenty minutes of searching Dan finally came across a small river although tombstones scattered the lands the river looked quite peaceful
He sat down leaning against one of the least broken tombstones and let his thoughts flow like the river before him.
*Dans P.O.V*
Getting out my journal I began writing down the nonsense flooding my mind
3rd March 2015
Another day spent alone in a place haunted with the memories of the lost. One day I will be just like them gone lost, irrelevant, unremembered.
Sometimes i wonder why we are born, we have short lives we all fade and so does our memory, all the things we've done either big or small gone, there is no hope for the unimportant the small the lonely people.
We are all destined to be faded to be the dust under the new generations feet.
My thoughts were interrupted by the snapping of a twig behind me.
Dropping my journal i jump and span in the direction of the sound.
I was met with unbelievably icy blue eyes.
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