Jonah Baker is the past//1

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The sky changes colour. The earth turns. Time ticks away. Nothing stops. So why did I feel as if my life had. I tried so hard, so then why do I feel so low. I gave it everything I had, so then why do I feel as if I didn't give anything at all.

Deep breaths escaped my lips. The chilly breeze gave me goosebumps; my loose shirt did nothing to help. Yet I found myself unmoving. Seconds ticked away. Minutes passed. I grew numb. At that moment I couldn't tell if it was the overwhelming pain or the cold I was talking about. 

Slowly, my eyes shut. My hair softly blowing in the wind brushing my closed eyes. Time seemed to have stopped moving all together and I found myself travelling back in time.

Hey guys. I thought I might try something I haven't really tried before. This story is fictional, any resemblance to real people is pure coincidence. This story cannot be saved, or used unless you have contacted me and I have said you could...umm....other than that. I hope you enjoyed it. Please tell me your opinions. Chapter one will be published later on today.

-Blackheart

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