Zyesha
It was 6. And I was still angry. I planned to give the jerk a piece of my mind. Why would anyone do that? Texting from someone else's account, especially someone who's dead, what did the moron think of himself?
I got up and dressed myself, brushed my hair and grabbed my phone. Ready to go. And ready to show the jerk how to respect.
The coffee shop wasn't so far from here. And in my fury I had stormed out of my house early, so I decided to walk.
As I walked, I looked around me and saw the regular scene. People walking, children running, teenagers messing, shops with colorful clothes and interesting discounts or offers.... Blah... Blah... Blah...
I was nearing the coffee shop. And the woods. The woods were an abandoned part of our town. Not because it was haunted or anything but it was just not worth exploring or simply uninteresting. I walked behind the coffee shop and checked time. 6:50. Wow. I walked so slowly, observed everything around me and still managed to reach here 10 mins early. I must be really angry then.
Ten minutes alone by the abandoned woods and rarely visited coffee shop gave me a lot of time to think. And the thoughts were surely not pleasing. 'Why didn't I just blocked whoever it was?' I thought. Then I realized that it was too late to think that now. 'Why was I so angry?' I didn't have an answer. I looked above me. The sky was starting to get dark but still the daylight remained. It was a pretty scene. Pretty twilight scene, to be exact.
"Isn't it beautiful cutie? He said from somewhere behind me.
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Dead Chats (#Wattys 2016)
Horror"Hey you're cute" he said. Or rather typed from beyond the screen of my phone. I checked out his profile pics, boy, he was cute. "Ty, you're cute too" I typed my honest opinion and sent it. ***** Things were certainly cute for Zyesha until she disco...