The Red String
(Warning: This short story did not undergone to any beta, so I am apologizing in advance for grammar and spelling errors, English is not my first language)
Disclaimer: All of the names, places and events mentioned in the story are picked randomly and I don’t own them.
(A/N1: This story is inspired by a fanfiction that I have read years ago and unfortunately I have forgotten the title and cannot find it anymore…
Now onto the story hope you’ll enjoy….^.^)
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Brrinnnggg Brrriiinnnggg Brrriiinnggg
(plak)
“5:30??, too early too cold”
I snuggled back to bed and back to the dream world
10 minutes later….
“Honey, get up and take a bath its already 5:40” I woke up [again] this time from my mum’s voice.
“I’m up, I’m up” I answered sleepily and walk to the bathroom adjoined from my room and took a bath.
30 minutes later….
“Morning Ma” I greeted my mother while sitting down and getting ready to eat.
“Morning dear, you almost overslept again” Mama said while giving me my breakfast
“Thanks…well it’s cold perfect for sleeping in” I answered and started eating my breakfast. After a few minutes I felt my mother’s stare at me”
“Ma, is something wrong?”
“Nothing dear I just think that braid suits you that’s all”
“Thanks”
When the clock showed 6:45, I started to get ready to leave. I kissed my parents good bye; papa just woke up from bed. I arrived to school a few minutes before 7:15, Yes!! I’m not late. In our school we start our flag ceremony and Morning Prayer at 7:15 and lasts up to 7:30. After that we have a 15 minute homeroom class for announcements and the like or for last minute copying of assignments or review for quizzes or neither and we just gossip and chat around.
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While I was arranging my things for the first class, I saw something red and tried to look at it and discovered a red string tied to my right pinky [finger]. I tugged at it and tried to undo the knot, but nothing happened, I mean I can barely touch or feel the string and the knot, well…actually there’s no knot just the string around and hanging from my pinky. I can barely touch it… and it feels nothing. And the weirdest thing about it…there’s no end as if in a certain length it disappears.
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The Red String
RomanceAn invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet regardless of time, place or circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break - A Chinese Proverb