Hello. I'm Marcus.
No, I'm not the main character in this story. I'm handsome, though.
*chuckles*
You must be wondering who I am and what part of the story I am.
You can call me "The Observer". Okay, that sounded a little creepy. Well, if it did, you can call me the narrator.
[Oh, by the way, this is the actual author speaking. Every title in this book will be a song that you should listen while reading that chapter. So, if you haven't started the song yet, go ahead and start it right now.]
I was the one that watched her live. With her, I mean The Girl. I won't be giving her name, because I dont want you to feel like you have limitations in your imagination.
Of course, she wasn't a part of your imagination, she was real as the seas, but if you don't know who she was, her story can be immortal.
So I'm sorry If I dissapoint you with the way I tell her story, but she would have wanted her story to be told. I don't want to give any more spoilers, so I'll go back to the day I met her-well, saw her.
She was standing at the door. I was 10 back then. I started walking towards her. I still remember that feeling I had in my stomach at that day, when I saw her for the first time.
"Why are you standing there?" I asked her.
"Because we live here? Who are you?"
"Well, I haven't seen you before. I'm Marcus. Since when do you live here?"
"Since now. You know, we were just packing our stuff."
"Are you actually going to live here? I mean, we use this place as a summer house."
"I think you got the meaning of living wrong. You don't just live in a house, you can live anywhere."
At that moment, I stared into her eyes. We stared at eachother for such a long time that we didn't realize her mother and father coming next to us.
"Um.. Hello? Aren't you supposed to be exploring? Whaaat are you doooing heree?" This was her mother. Such a cute family, I thought.
"See mom? I already made a new friend. He even seems like he knows a lot about this place! Can I explore with him?" She smiled after saying that. That smile of hers meant that she was about to convince you to doing something, anything.
"Of course you can! Don't be late though!"
"Sureeee!"
She took my hand and started running. I had to keep up with her, so I started running as well.
"Where the hell are we going?" I screamed.
"That's a dollar for the swear jar!" she screamed back.
We laughed.
"But really, we just passed the door to the-
"I know, silly. I've been here before."
"You have?"
"I'll tell you later about that. Now, I'm taking you somewhere you probably never saw in your life before."
"Whoa... I mean, I probably saw the place you're talking about but, yeah whatever."
She laughed again.
"You're cute, you know? "
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The Girl
AdventureShe doesn't have a name. Well, she does, but I won't tell you her name, nor her appereance. You can hate me for doing that, but I want you to imagine her. She can be you, your friend or someone you just imagined. She likes the tree very much. It was...
