A feeling

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It was a cool morning, the sun coming out from the gray rainy clouds. Zack's alarm was buzzing when he woke up he had realized he had overslept it was 7:40 and school started at 8. Now Zack rarely oversleeps because he always wakes up around 6 to get ready eat and pack his things, "Oh crap! I'm gonna be late!!" Zack said as he rushed out of bed, quickly got ready and headed out without eating his breakfast. He got on his bike and got there at 7:56, so he quickly locked his bike and ran inside he had made in in time. "Hey dude!" Yelled out one of Zack's friends. "Oh, hey Markus!" Said Zack eagerly as he walked towards Markus, "Where you been man? Ive been waiting for quite a while?" Said Markus "Ahh im sorry i overslept, which I rarely do" said Zack with a feel of guilt. "Its all cool dude." Says Markus as he reassures Zack. Finally the Bell rings and class starts, as Zack heads to class he suddenly gets a feeling..it was hard to explain..he felt something he never felt before. Zack couldn't get that feeling out of his mind, he kept thinking about it over and over. "Hey you alright Zack?" Asked Markus with a concerned look. "Yea im fine, I just suddenly got this feeling and well I can't stop thinking about it" said Zack. As time went by Zack finally went home and as he got in is mother came down stairs "Oh hi sweetie! We just got some new neighbors on the other side! You should go check it out", "what? Who would wanna live on the other side of that street? It's basically a land of the dead" Says Zack as he started to question it. But then he realized how the feeling got stronger as his mother told him about that. As he went upstairs to his room he checked his window and saw what was going on, he saw a haul truck outside and a few men bringing in some boxes. Thats when something caught his eye..a boy about his age but a few years older, his hair was black he was about 6'8 and Zack was only 5'10. His eyes were a light hazel Brown and he wore a red flannel with a black shirt, ripped jeans and some sneakers. He looked at Zack, he had caught him looking at last their eyes met for a few seconds but Zack had quickly turned away layed on his bed. "So this is whats causing this feeling...but..why? Why this?" Zack thought, his mind racing with questions. He had to find out who this kid was and pronto...

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