A crash. My eyes shoot open, books scatter across the floor from a broken book shelf. Relief fills my head. Thank god. My heart rate starts to slow back down. I sigh and sit up. Confusion floods my head. I'm sat on the damn floor. Why on earth am I on the floor? And hold on where the fuck am I? I try to remember and think but nothing. My mind is blank.
I push up off my hands and stand up catching my balance. I scan the room looking for any answers. It looked to be a living room, a leather couch sat in the middle off the room it was huge and could fit adlest 6 people, it was the only furniture without a trace off dust coating it. To the left of it was a dark oak side table, plastic cups sat atop off it with the liquid that was half drank. It must be recent. Maybe it was me? Although there is 2. I gasp they might be another person in the house that could be able to tell me something. I walk out the living room through to the kitchen, floor boards creaking as I go. "Who are you" a deep husk voice asks.
That's the end off part 1 I will post the 2nd part later today. I apologise that this one is short hope you enjoyed the start of this story regardless. -Courtney🤍
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Never forever
Teen Fiction"Never forget Forever together" When a group off teenagers who are constantly together loose there memories. Will they loose contact or get closer than before. This may contain sensitive subjects. This is my first attempt off wr...
