The sky was pitch black the road was rocky the only thing that lighted the sky was the moon and stars the streets were lighted by the lampposts. The only person who was on this road was me or so I thought.......
I carefully walked down the deserted road until I came to a stop a dead end. But how? I take this route home everyday something's wrong? I turned on my heels to walk back the way i came but as I turned a pair of arms holding a handkerchief was put over my mouth and nose I struggled and struggled trying to resist this I even held my breath but it was too much to handle I inhaled the toxic smell and my struggling came to a halt as I let my hands that were on the person's wrist drop to my side and darkness seeped into my vision.
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FanfictionHow u look or dress doesn't matter it's not the clothes that makes the person but the person that makes the clothes. Jimin is someone who doesn't know this and ends up living life the wrong way can he change by himself ? Can Samantha change him ? Or...
