Am I Dead? -2-

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I can't open my eyes it feels as if they are glued shut.

I stay in place for what seems like hours until I finally pry them open.

I'm blind that's my first thought as my eyes are burned by the white light projected in my eyes.

Wait I'm not blind... Am I dead?

*flashback*

Suddenly I can't breath as the strong current pulls me under.

*flashback end*

I take it back I dont want to be dead I don't accept it I want to live!

I wanna see Max again and I want to see my family!

Every thought in my brain stops as
I see something that knocks all them out of my head.

I see the sky and the sun shining back at me.

In suprise I sit up quickly and absorb my surroundings.

I'm laying on sand in a beach like area which is really weird for one reason.

That one reason being that there is a boy my age sitting in front of me.

He is wearing nothing but a pair of worn black shorts that look to be older, and because of this I can see his bare chest and stomach.

I look at his face and from what I can see he has black shaggy hair and his face structure looks boyish and playful more than serious which is good in my case.

He finally looks up from his hands and he meets my gaze.

His eyes are a beautiful green and unfortunately I only get to look at them for a short while before he looks away smiling a bit with a red tint on his cheeks.

I suddenly notice a pain in my left leg and I start to wonder if it was there the whole time and I just didn't notice.

I look down and all my clothes are torn in parts and my once clean and gorgeous white highwaisted Jean shorts are wrecked beyond repair from my needle and thread.

The pain starts a good 2 inches above my knee as my eyes travel down my leg I nearly faint at what I see.

There is a gash on my leg about as long as my index finger and it looks to be fairly deep because there is barely any blood around the wound, I'm guessing the blushing hot guy cleaned that up for me.

"Did you drag me out of the water?" I ask looking up at him.

"Yes."He doesn't look at me only fiddles with his fingers again.

"Can I know your name?" I at least want to know his name before I do what I'm going to do next.

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Thank you so much for reading!!

I hope you enjoyed

Much Love!

-Nickki <3

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