I was walking down the street to my house and that's when I met him. That's when I met the greatest guy (well what I thought was the greatest guy ever). He had short blond hair, a bit taller than me and he was just gorgeous.
He started walking over to me. I didn't know what to do, should I keep walking or what?
"Hi" He said in a sexy voice.
"Hey" I said back being all nervous.
"Sorry but I just couldn't help notice how beautiful you are."
"Really you think I'm beautiful?"
"Yeah. Your the most gorgeous girl I've ever meet."
"Thanks."
"Hey do you want to hang out sometime?"
"Yeah sure. Here's my number."
"Thanks ill call you."
"K, bye."
"Bye"
If only I kept walking then I would still be alive and no he is not the full reason I'm dead.
