Expired

Chapter 1

I didn't turn back, not to that place I could barely call home. Today was the 22nd, the day of my death, and I was going to make the most of it. I looked down at the pavement before me, one step after the other, each one bringing me closer to death.

Lost in my own thoughts, I pondered over my past. 16 years of memories weren't enough, not for anyone, regardless of how they've lived their life, good or bad. What was it like when you died, was their heaven and hell? Did ghosts exist? If so, could you haunt people? That would be good, then I could get my revenge on the society, the ones who gave me this fate. I hated them for it, and I was determined to make them pay.

It happened when I wasn't watching where I was going, I walked right into the middle of the road. There was a screech of tires and a loud beeping sound, I spun round to see a pale blue car about to hit me then felt a sharp tug on my t-shirt as someone pulled me out of the road. I hit the pavement and landed on my arm, my marked arm. I looked up to see a man in his twenties staring down at me, his expression displayed worry. "You OK?" He asked bending down to the floor to help me up. "Yeah, I just landed on my arm and it feels a bit sore." I took his outstretched hand and helped myself up. He reached out tentatively and held my arm, his eyes fell upon the date and he dropped my arm suddenly. His eyes widened as he looked up at me, then he turned round and sprinted in the opposite direction.

I was supposed to be dead, but he had saved me. I ran after him.

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A/N
What do you think so far? I don't know whether I should carry on or start a new book.