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I was walking around the streets of Pennsylvania looking at..... Honestly i don't know where I'm going, it's just that the weather is nice in my opinion, even if my parents said it's too cold. I was wearing a long coat and a comfy scarf. Under it was my comfy sweater, some jeans and my brown boots that reaches below my knee.
I liked walking around with this kind of atmosphere, you know, a cold one, especially when im alone. It's like a bonding time with myself where i could just think of anything and let my imagination go wild. Sometimes, i would think of some memories in the past, some are good memories that would make you smile all day, while some are bad memories that could make the happiest person in the world frown.
I couldn't remember so much of my good memories because they are clouded by my nightmares known as my "bad memories" . Have you ever smiled even though inside you're dying? I'm good at it, even my parents couldn't see the real me. No one would, and no one will ever be. I intended to do that.
I was so focused on my thoughts that i didn't even noticed myself crossing on the road until a loud honk snapped me back to reality. A bus was coming in my direction. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact but it never came.
"Hey are you okay? " a guy with a curly hair came out of the bus and ran towards me. The bus obviously stopped before it killed me.
I nodded my head. I was about to reply when i felt my eyes going droopy and my head started hurting real bad. The last thing i saw is the guy with curly hair hovering over me
"Hey is she up bro? "
"I don't know"
"Is she dead?"
"I don't know"
"But we didn't ran over her, did we? "
"FOR GOD'S SAKE STOP ASKING QUESTION ZACH"
I slowly opened my eyes and saw five blurry figures beside me. I blinked a few times until i get a better view of them. The curly hair dude is sitting beside me and in the center of the group. On the left side of curly hair dude you can see the blue eyed dude, and on the leftmost you can see Jack Frost. Literally he looked like Jack Frost. On the right side of curly hair dude you can see the tallest dude and, you on the rightmost you can see Jacob Sartorius.
"Oh she's not dead " Jacob said
"Are you okay? " The curly hair dude asked completely ignoring Jacob
"Yeah...... What happened? " I asked
" Well we're about to ran over you but we stopped so we didn't hurt you or injured you or anything like that. Jack came out to check up on you when you suddenly fainted i swear we didn't hurt you and as a matter of fact, jack carried you in the bus and laid you down on the couch cause we're nice" the blue eyed dude said obviously nervous
After he said that i then realized that i was not on my coat anymore
"Bruh Daniel why are you so nervous? " Jack Frost asked
" What if she'll report us and tell the police we hurt her? I don't want to go in jail" Daniel, according to my observation is the blue eyed dude said
"I'm sorry" i said and all guys looked at me
"It's not your fault" the tallest dude said
"No it's completely my fault. If i was looking in my way, we wouldn't be in this mess right now. I'm so sorry, I'll go now to avoid further problems" i said as i began to stood up but the curly haired dude pushed me back in the couch
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