It's been going on for months now. When the first one appeared no one really cared about it. It was on the front door of the school; the letters T.H. The letters who everyone will have in their memory forever. Why? Because 6 months later basically every building had those letters written on them somewhere. Rather it was on the front door, on the ground in front of them, on the wall or in a random bathroom, they were all marked.
After 3 months of the graffiti's the police started searching for the person but no one had seen anything or anyone, they didn't even had a suspect.
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She woke up in the middle of night like always. Getting up she looked around the dark room and turned on the light next to her bed. Every night after she woke up she would just force her self to go back to sleep or lie in her bad looking in the thick dark air like she wasn't waiting for something to happen. Only this night she choose to go outside, she couldn't stand the thought of looking into the void for hours. She got out of bed and grabbed the gray hoodie she wore everyday and put it on and following were random jeans. She slipped on her shoes and quietly gout out of her room so she wouldn't wake her parents.
They knew about her sleeping problems and they were worried but she didn't want them to. She didn't like it when people cared about her that much, that they would stay up late searching for a doctor or a therapist that they could afford.
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She walked down the streets with her hands in her hoodies pockets. It wasn't cold this time of year but it wasn't warm ether. So, it was a lot easier for her to go on a walk or not freezing to death or dying because of the heat.
She heard something rumble not far away from where she was walking and you could say that her curiousness got the best of her. She slowly walked from behind the building and the closer she got the more obvious it was that someone was spray painting.
''So you're the one who's been destroying these building?'' she said. He jumped at her sudden words, ''In the flash. And you are?'' he said turning around. ''I'm the girl who's about to turn you in to the police. Thanks for turning around by the way'' she said pulling out her phone. He scoffed like it was the most ridiculous thing it the world. ''What?'' she asked looking up from her phone. ''Let me ask you this?'' he said taking a step forward, ''Let's say you do turn me in, what would you get out of it?'' he asked pointing at her self. ''You in jail.'' she said smirking, ''And why would you want that?'' he said taking another step forward. ''Why would you destroy all this buildings is the better question here?'' she said crossing her arms.
''What's you're name?'', ''(Y/N) why?'' she asked frowning her eyebrows. ''See (y/n), the world is infinitif. Numbers are infinitif, stars are infinitive the galaxy is and so one. The only thing that isn't are we. People. We are born we die. And the reason i'm doing this is because I know I'm going to die someday, the trick is that the memory of you doesn't have to.'' he said. ''What do you mean?'', ''Do you know who I am?'' he asked smirking. ''Yeah, you're the guy that's been doing the graffiti's on building for the last 8 months.'' she said pointing at the freshly new one. ''Exactly.'' he smiled.
A/N: Okay so i'm studying art and in class today I had this great idea for a story and I wrote down this idea and idk if you'd like it or nah so please tell me in the comments if you want more parts of this. YEAH LOVE YOU ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL XXX SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN POSTING IN A WHILE
