Rerun Life 》by S.J. Victoria
You wanna hear the most clichè parts of this story? There was a girl. Always ignored, never bullied. Nobody ever talked to her. She had no friends. No one to accompany her. Heck, she doesn't even get asked questions by a...
I stretched my hand out and slowly reached for the nearest fire beside me. I tried bracing myself for the burn. I am not a masochist but I figured if you are surrounded by fire, you might as well be sweating profusely. But I don't feel hot at all and it was disturbing me. A lot.
My head whipped around when I heard a blood-curdled scream. My eyes settled on a car that was turned upside down. I could make out the dents and the shattered glasses of the shield. I could make out the screams of help followed by poundings coming from the car. Its screams of horror were piercing right through me and I felt like it could blast my eardrums any second.