I wake up to hear a buzzing sound outside my room. I have no thoughts, no emotions I just feel empty. On the end of the bed is a hoodie with a navy blue hood with stripes on the sleeves. After putting it on along with the blue jeans I had on in my sleep, I left my room. In front of me was Tim sitting on the leather sofa looking for a good channel to watch on a 1950's TV. I sit down next to him and let my eyes glue to the screen without saying a word to Tim. Eventually the news came on; a man with a grey suit and a black tie sat down behind a desk and said with a undertone voice "A murder of a 24 year old man occurred last night. The mans face was demolished along with a bruise on the mans stomach. A suspect to this crime is the 'to be dead Toby Rodgers'." My eyes begin to tear up as I sense Tim stare at me. "A 17 year old boy who two weeks ago murdered his father and the week earlier, witnessed his sister die in a car crash-" I snatch the remote of Tim and turn of the TV while crying. Tim just stares at me and says with a soft voice "You miss her.. don't you?" I just nod at him. Tim just sighs and looks forward "It doesn't get better you know.. I know for me it turned into a never ending nightmare. But now you can never go back to your original life, you're stuck like this .." After he says that he walks out of the cabin, leaving me there crying.
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After The Flames: Ticci Toby Story
General FictionThis story is on my old account so yeah if you see this on my old account hen don't say that I coppy cos I am literally the same person.
