"Well. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." I replied getting ready to close the door.
"Can we come in, at the least?" Harley asked. I sighed and opened the door all the way and let them slip inside.
People stared at their get up, the girl wore denim shorts and a pink and red ringer tee, while Harley wore gray joggers and a burgundy sweater. Oh dear God.
I lead them upstairs quickly. "Now what do you guys want?" I whispered. They didn't answer as they were taking in their surroundings. They studies Robin's bedroom walls. I snapped my fingers to get their attention. "Oh we wanted to talk to her but since ya know, what happened..." He answered as he rambled on.
I didn't hear him as I fell into the daze of space. The girl seemingly looked like Robin. But maybe it is her. Maybe it's her would reincarnated.
The soft light curls, the caramel skin and the gleam of sadness in her eyes. The eyes of honey dew drops in hot cocoa.
Snap out of it Ethan. But I couldn't help myself as I got closer to her. "Robin is that you?"? I cried. The curls twirled around and before she spoke I put my hand on her face and it was so soft- ETHAN, HELP ME, PLEASE! Get me out, get me out, GET ME OUT!
I gasped. Robin's voice rang through my ears as Harley pushed me away from the girl.
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The Feelings
Roman pour AdolescentsWhen she dies she comes back alive. As simple as that. Will Ethan permanently revive her from her troubles? Or will he let her rot in her own misery? Please note that this story contains, cutting, violence, abuse, suicide, and much more things relat...
