"Lane four, all yours" the lady yawned. I nodded and grabbed my shoes and bowling ball, walking over to lane four.
I slid my shoes on and grabbed my bowling ball, bringing it up to my chest before swinging it back and letting it go.
I looked up to the tv and saw the words 'strike!' In big bold letters.
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It's not your time sunshine
FanfictionShe's a suicidal girl convinced that death is the only answer. He's a boy full of life, convinced everyone has more then one option.
