Hearing the footsteps I roll to face the door.
The person then opens the door quietly and peeks in. "oh i see you're up?!" he looked around the age of twelve.
'So that's not the guy who saved me' I recall the guys face...' he looked to be around my age...'
"I'll go get my brother.." he leaves then comes back in and tells me not to move, then goes back out.
I sit there with my questions still unanswered. My head spins. 'why does everything weird happen to me~'
The door swings open. Then an older version of the twelve year old walks in and says something to me that doesn't register in my head.
"HEY!!" the little brother shouts
i jump badly
"y-yes?" I stammer badly.
"james no yelling please he just woke up. By the way I'm will...and this is James my younger brother." He says as he gestures to the shorter one of him.
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RandomYou think I'm normal but then again you've never been me. And never will you be me. My parents don't know about it. Neither do my friends. Living seems pointless. Don't feel bad. This is my choice.
