book I: short story
"Who's that?" I asked pointing at the painting looking into his eyes.
"That's you."
"Why did you paint me?" I asked tilting my head curiously at him.
"Because you inspired me again to paint," he replied.
I took a gulp of water from my bottle before putting my stuff away. I locked up the studio and headed back to my car. I plugged in my aux cord and listened to some music as I drove down the street.
Everything was quiet, a little bit too quiet. I like having cars around me, so I don't feel as sketched about something. The vibe on the street felt off, and I couldn't quite a put a finger on what it was.
It didn't feel normal.
It was really late at night at this point.
I finally turned into the street where my home stood. As I was about to turn the corner, I hear a car.
I didn't have to react when I saw a car flying my way towards the driver's seat. My life flashed before my eyes. One flip. Two flip. Three flip. Hit. The car flipped over three times before hitting into a tree. I tried to keep my eyes open as I felt the blood dripping down my face.
Everything turned black.
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a/n hi lovies!💗 thank you for reading and it means a lot that you voted. i hope this short story is worth the read because it's the first short story i ever made.💗 - christyoncé ps i know the main character is my nickname, but it's not really me.
the important part!!
this is a short chapter because the next chapter is a William POV, it will actually be two times longer than how I make each chapter to be.
