Chapter 1 ~ Knifes

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(Your p.o.v) I sighed as I jogged towards my car in the rain. Today had been a big day. I quickly shut the car door behind me and looked out the windshield, watching the rain sprinkle onto the gray footpath, saturating everything. Unzipping my backpack I pulled out my camera my friend Sarah had got me for my birthday last year, and snapped a couple shots of the muggy sky. Its so beautuful . I thought to myself smiling. I turned the car on and changed to drive.

*time shift*

I turned off the ignition and hopped out. I walked inside and closed and locked the door behind me. "Aah" I sighed in releif. I changed into my PJs and pulled out my phone 1 New Message I opened it up. It was from Rory, my friend since kindergarten, "Have you seen Jack's new video!!?"
"Not yet"

"Omg the editing is so cool! 😱😍"

"I'll check it out 💛👍"

I opened up YouTube and clicked on Jack's new video. "Say Goodbye" huh. "His body was weak!!!" "You could of stopped me but you just watched!!"
Oh shit...
"SaY GooDByE"
"That was fucking awesome!"

"I watched it"

"And?"

"You were right, that editing is so cool!"

"Did you hear what people have been saying?"

"No, what have they been saying?"

"Well... People have claimed that its not editing..."

"What do you mean?"

"Like that its not jack that antis real..."

"Hahaha! Do you seriously believe that?! Its all editing and acting Rory!"

"Yeah, your probably right... 😀"

"I'm always right"

"Reeeeally? oh crap gotta go, talk tommorow?"

"Yeah sure, bye! 😘😘👋"

I sighed. What if they were right? If Anti really was real? No! What am i on about! But I couldn't stop thinking about after that...

I put my phone down and sat on the couch curled up in a blanket when all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my chest like knifes cutting through me. "Argh!!" I howled out in pain. I stumbled to the bathroom and the pain suddenly left. I splashed my face with water and looked at myself in mirror and for a minute there I thought I saw someone behind me, but when I spun around there was nothing there... "I must be tired" I thought out loud. And I switched off the light and walked to my room hopping under the covers, slowly drifting to sleep.

*morning*

It was Saturday morning, when I got a text from Summer, one of my other friends.
"Hey wanna meet up?? 😺"

I had nothing better to do.

"Sure, where and when?"

"At our old meet up from middle school!"

"OK and when?"

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