Many can dream but fail to imagine.
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A collection of imagines written just for you! Enjoy!
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I wrote this when I was 15 years old... proceed with caution
A hoodie adorned your head and you quickly paced the streets of Chicago. Every year you moved state to state and country to country to erase any tracks there was to lead to you. You were eighteen years old and your powers were still unknown to you. You have no idea where you were going and what awaits you at the end of your life.
The moon shone in the night beautifully and stars twinkled beside it like heavenly freckles. The streets were abandoned and only sounds of crickets and distant traffic kissed your eardrums.
"Miss can you hand a brother some money." A homeless man asked desperately. You wanted to give him money but you had none yourself. So, you ignored the homeless man and walked away from him.
"You ain't gotta be a b*?tch about it!" The homeless man snarled. You flicked him off carelessly. "You're going to regret that b*tch."He threw his cardboard sign onto the ground and began to chase you.
"Oh sh*t!" You gasped and sprinted away. Your hoodie fell off and your hair danced in the wind. Your hair was long, nappy, and dirty.(A dangerous combination) Your stable breaths became erratic as a panic attack was starting to come.
"Sh*t.. Sh*t."You kept muttering. You turned your head to look back to see if the man was still following you but to your luck, he wasn't. You quickly halted your steps to take a breath.
Your heart was beating so fast and your palms were sweating.
"One two three four.." You kept repeating to yourself. Your panic attacks never escalated past erratic heart beating and sweaty palms. And you didn't want to know what else were to happen past those two stage.
You wanted to sleep but where were you going to rest? To make everything more shittier, you are malnourished and dirty. What restaurant would accept you into their building? None.
You couldn't even remember the last time you had a meal.
Sighing, you entered an alley way and climbed inside of the big garbage container and buried yourself under the garbage. The stench was unbearable but this was the safest and cheapest place to rest. You closed your eyes and dreamt a bluedream.
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"Y/N! Y/N! Wake up!"
"What's going on?!" You shot up from the hard pavement you were laying on. Six boys stood over you with a small smile.
"Come with us." One spoke.
"Uhhh..."
"Get up Y/N!" The boy stuck out his hand for you to grab and giggled softly. He gave you a gentle dimpled grin as the others stared at you; waiting.
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"Who the hell are you all?" You asked. This felt like the 100th time you've seen them.
