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        I was standing up, looking out into the open scenery. It was so soothing here, but suddenly it was all interrupted. I could hear yelling, and screaming, so much madness.

        "You're lying to me!! Riley can't be dead!!" The anger of the males voice arouse.

        I heard someone whimper, it was so familar, the crying and weeps. "Oh, Devon, why would I be lying." Why did I know this womens voice?

        I drew closer to where the voices belonged, and looked beneath a couples bushes. The image was now clear. There were two people discussing– more like aruging– about something.

        "You didn't accept our love!! Your the one thing who tore us apart, you rotten bitch!!" The stranger— what was his name again, Devon— yelled with complete anger and hatered towards the women.

        The lady stood their, in disbelief, as Devon strolled away. Tears streamed down her old caked face, there was no life in her eyes. It looked like she lost something— something very precious.

        What had just happened? I was so confused by all this. This was making me fusterated. Soon, my thoughts had been interupted with, as I heard something crack near by. I turned around quickly to see it was that young man, Devon.

      "R-Ri-Riley?" His spoke lightly, with shock.

        I looked at him, not sure who, or what he was talking about. My experession stayed confused, and he noticed I hadn't understood.

        "She lied to me. I knew you were still alive, I felt it." He paused, and his eyes had studied me. Quickly, his cheeks turned a bright red, and he shield them with his hand. "Wh-why are you n-na-naked." He stuttered, turning the darkest shade of red.

        I looked down at my body, not understanding what was wrong? He seemed unconfortable, but why? Weren't we both young men? We basically had the same parts, so why was it a big deal that I was naked? But, why was I naked? How did I not notice this before?

        "I-I-I don't know..." My words came out uneasy, like I never spoke before. What was wrong with me? I could stand, but not speak? Then I understood. I understood that I didn't understand anything. This made me uncomfortable, though I don't know why.

        Devon took my arm, and pulled me along. "Nevermind, lets just get you some clothes, and you'll sleep over my place. We can discuss everything else later." He said, unshielding his eyes, but he didn't take glance at me, as his cheeks continued to flush red.

        He stopped in his tracks, and slipped of his leather jacket, then handed it to me. "I can't have you walking around naked either, so put this on." Devon said, still avoiding to look at me. I did as he said. Since the jacket was rather large on me, it covered me up, so I wasn't compeletly naked. "Zip it up too." He said, before giving me a glance. Once I did that, he continued to drag me.

        I have no idea where we are going. I don't know who this boy, named Devon, is either. Well, I don't know anything exactly. Not even my name? Or why he kept calling me Riley? Was that my name? But something gave me this feeling, it was strange, that I was about to found out all the questions I've been asking myself. Though, am I ready to know everything?