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(Hailey's P.O.V)

Hailey walked out to her car; taking a loud huff before climbing in. She was about to drive to her job at witchcraft, a tattoo shop up in the next town.

She climbed in to the 50s Cadillac, gripping the leather of the large wheel. She turned the key, the car starting to hum. She took a deep breath, seeing she would have to pass road kills house every time in and out of the dirt road.

It would kill her, since In the time she did know him, she cared awfully about him. He became her friend, her best friend, and she felt as if there was chemistry between the two. But now, after 8 deadening and killing years, she doesn't know if she should miss him, forget him, or be angry with him for leaving her so lost.

She thought about his blue eyes, and handsome features. A tear started to form in the lid of her eye. She shook the image of his skinny figure and smile from her mind. She glared, pressing her foot on the gas peddle.

As she came up to his house, she turned to look at the little red house. She saw the little platform on the roof, that Him and her used to climb out on and have laughs.

Nobody knew how hard it was for her seeing that house. Every time, she'd stop seeing all the memories flood in to her mind. It made her angry. She once again passed on, trying to ignore the fact his mother was on the porch in her rocking chair.

She made it off the dirt road; trying to stop the endless tears that were running down her face. Those menacing angry tears that showed how much she missed him. She actually considered moving away from Seattle to get away from the memories.

It couldn't have stressed her more. She still had a 30 minute drive and she wasn't even off the dirt road.

"FUCK THIS SHIT!" She screamed; jumping out of her car. She left it there. The door open. Car started. After 8 years of not knowing where her friend is, she wanted answers. She stormed toward the red wood house, it still the size of a bean to her eye.

Soot and dust kicked behind her black vans as she took heavy determined steps. So many questions raced through her mind. The only guy or person who treated her like a human disappeared from her life 8 years ago. She could have went to his mom and gotten information from her a long time ago.

But she felt like a burden alone; hanging out with Road kill constantly and eating their food. I mean Road kill and her used to rip stick through the house just to piss off his strict father. Then there was the day he disappeared.

She didn't see him at school anymore. He didn't ride the bus anymore. He didn't even come over anymore. It killed her.

"Hello, Mrs Olson?"

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THAT SUCKED IM SO SORRY

fUCK

(Also I suggest you download tubex because it allows you to listen To music while in other apps. It will help when your on your phone and the vid won't load.

Song: My nightmare by get scared

Pic: hailey

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