Chapter 6

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I hesitated as I pulled up to the house, it was falling apart but oddly looked familiar. My head throbbed as I tried to remember but I just couldn't, it was like something was blocking memories.

I took a shaky breath, looking at my attire one past time, black leather jumpsuit with knee high boots except these ones were red and had heels. My hair up in a red ribbon and red lip stick. I looked okay but felt kinda nauseous and I didn't know why...

I made it up the porch steps, knocking on the door. I waited a few minutes but their was no answer, I looked down the street, it looked like no one was here. I went back to my car and drove it back to the hotel. I was going to walk around, it seemed like most of Townsville was gone. I heard a few sniffles, turning the corner seeing tons of people looking a well I don't know but it seemed like a memorial. I stayed hidden in the shadows, few by few they left leaving a broke man in a lab coat, a blonde girl in baby blue that was holding another blonde boy in dark blue who was holding her well, neither of them ashamed of their tears. Then a girl with black hair, wearing lime green who was wiping her tears away furiously and a boy with black hair, dark green clothes, he pulled the green girl closer his arm tightly around her shoulders and he had tears well up but non fell. The one that utterly broke me was the red headed boy who was kneeling in front of the memorial, he had choked sobs he looked utterly defeated. They all looked so familiar but at the same time I haven't seen them before... wait maybe they were the Utonium's and Jojo's, they had to be I mean they looked familiar.

Soon the green boy rested his free hand on the red boys shoulder for a minute before they all walked alway leaving him there. Rain plopped down lightly causing an eerie scenery, I had the urge to go and hold him but he got up and in the blink of an eye he was gone leaving behind a red streak.

I stumbled forward walking to the memorial, the rode was torn up as if a powerful force shoved someone, even it was shaped as a body. I kneeled down and looked at a picture of a girl, surrounding it was all pink and red things, stuff animals, flowers, mostly blossoms, bows, little trinkets and candles. My eyes floated back to the photo, she had long orange hair, beautiful light pink eyes, roses cheeks, she was wearing a pink dress that reached mid thigh, it had a black stripe through the middle and a big red bow on the top of her head. I looked closer it was like I was looking at a child version of myself. She c-couldn't be me that's impossible, I jumped back, my heart pounding. I ran, ran as fast as I could, I needed answers and only that family could answer them... Hopefully...

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