Prolouge

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Before we begin, I just wanted to Wsay that I'm happy to do this book and hopefully you guys are also. I have noticed that I haven't really been getting a lot of reads and vote, so with that I have high hopes for this book, so plz support me with it and love it like I do.

Up top is Caleb as Ben Bowers isn't he cute 😆
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Caleb's POV

I wasn't expecting to die that night, or if I even did so to speak. The saying goes when you're eyes flash before your eyes that's when you see yourself about to die. And as in my case- I did.

_____Before It Happened_____

It was late at night and I was just heading home from a friends house. I knew I shouldn't have stayed so late, but the time just flew by so fast. If I remembered correctly it was around 11, going on 12 in the morning.

My friend offered me a ride home, but I refused since I was just up the street. Bad choice at my end. As I was getting close to my house, I heard footsteps close behind me. I quickly took a glance back not turning my head fully so they could see, and in fact there was someone.

They was wearing a black hoodie, where you can't see their face because of how low they was looking. I kept on walking, since I can't go home yet and I didn't want him to know where I live I took a little detour.

After a bunch of turning lefts, and rights, I found myself cornered. I didn't want to show I was taking him somewhere, but I think he noticed once I turned around.

"Alright, you little brat give me you're money." The man said, harshly.

I stood my ground and crossed my arms before answering; "And if I don't?" I asked him.

"Then I'm just gonna take it by force." He paused, pulling out something from his hoodie. "And I won't ask again." The man said, holding a very large knife in his hands.

Right then, I was scared. I would only see these kinda scenes in movies, but now I'm really witnessing it- I'm frightened. I tried my best not to show my fear, I stood my ground.

"Is that suppose to scare me?"

The man only chuckled at my question. "Yeah, you should be scared because I've killed people with this knife before."

'Okay, now I'm really scared.'

"You're not getting this money, so back the f*ck off!"

"Oh, okay. I'm done playing the nice guy little brat!"

He suddenly runs at me, with the knife in his hands pointing up. Thinking of a quick solution, I ran towards him but ducked down when he tried to swing at me. Guessing he wasn't expecting it since he's kinda confused on what just happened.

With that in mind, I quickly picked up my speed and ran. Running as far my legs could take me, I could feel them start to hurt from running but I didn't care- my life was on the line.

After running for what felt like hours, I finally saw my house in my vision. My face lit up with happiness that I was going to make it home safely. Well, that would have been if I suddenly didn't fell something on my side.

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