Dead Inside

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Ok so just so y'all know. I know nothing about anything i write. You
Heard me. I have no idea wth I'm doing but enjoy anyway.

Ok so I'm super stupid and i just accidentally deleted some chapters i shouldn't have deleted so yeah but go in and read the one i un publish and then published again bc I'm so stupid. Lol. Maybe i have done everything wrong now do NOT kill me if that's the case.

"heeyyy!"

"Hello dude!"

"Welcome back"

Sigh.

Hello.

I get it.

I'm back..

Ig.

Or not.

I don't know.

I looked around at the mass of people streaming towards me. Everyone was happy to see me 'back'. But hey. Everyone's happy. So that's good. Ig.

I slowly start to get my ass to my room. I get up the dirty stairs. And then  enter what is my room. Theres a bed. Or well. That's what you would call it. It's just a mattress on top of a broken bed thing. Yeah. I don't know. Anyway.

I start to get ready. Someone told me we where going to got to the field right in just a few minutes. To fight. I guess. Well that was a way to welcome me 'home'.

A few hours later:

"Grenade!" Someone from the group of people i was in screamed. Shit shit shit. I threw myself to the side to avoid literally dying. Luckily or not so luckily i don't die. I get a nose bleed from landing on the mud but that really is nothing.
I quickly get on my feet and wipe the blood away. Raising my gun, i hear shots. People are screaming.

I look to my right. And there, only a few meters away, stands a figure. It looks like a boy. It's someone from the other team. I point my weapon on them and I'm ready to shoot. They don't raise their weapon tho. And they don't indicate that their going to shoot me. We are in the middle of a huge Forest. I scream something at him. I don't even know what I'm screaming.
Then i realize something. His hair. It looks oddly familiar to someone else's hair. And those eyes.... And the-—
"George?"

Right as i say that. Right when i look at whatever is there. At him. He runs of.

Ok so