I was lost, literally.
That shitty street didn't seem familiar to me at all.
This was supposed to be North Street, where I lived.
I told my dad I went out for a walk, to explore the new little town.
Chichester, was called.
Me and my family moved here from Brighton, the city I was born in, because of my dad's work.
The village looked to me pretty nice, but nothing special.
I walked until I saw what I thought would be the main square here.
And actually it was.
Bingo.
I didn't need help from nobody to find that street anyway, this was just a bullshit.
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"I'm home!" I yell, when I'm at home.
"Hey, how was out there?" asked me my twin brother, David.
"Uhm.. fine. I got lost." I answered, without any emotion.
"Seriously, you don't like anything in the whole world except for cats, Netflix and Ed Sheeran, why the hell did I even ask you?" he said, half laughing.
This was the main difference between me and my twin brother: he was so freaking love-full, like a 70's Hippie, always helpful and saw the life always on the brightest side, while I was the complete opposite.
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FanfictionI was lost. That was it. No friends, no reference points, nobody to count on. It all was new. And I didn't know if I would've liked it. Until he came into my life. My anchor, my North Star. Everything I needed. Everything I wanted. dvearshawn© all...
