SETH
Beads of sweat kept dropping down my body. It had been an hour since we went down the trolley to look after our shopping items. Angel ran like an athlete in a World Olympics.
And it had been almost an hour, since she was lost.
The color of her shirt was very prevalent in this area. I took rounds of each and every trolley route, but there was no Angele. I tried to call her and texted her for the nth time; no signs at all.
I can't find her, but I won't stop.
My hands were trembling; eyes welling up and heart thumping fast. I'd never been this scared before. It's like losing another half of me. The last thing I heard from her was my name.
Seth!
The tone of voice was something very familiar, something heavy and something nostalgic. Somehow it felt like I've heard the same caring sweet voice like I used to before. This event resembled something that happened to me before-- something dark and hazy. The day my mom was-
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Never Been
General FictionNever Been *the Watty's 2014 Winner for Best of In-Progress* Angele Hendricks, at the age of 26, is still wearing her chastity belt for the title of "Never Been Kissed Never Been Touched". She's contented and happy living her unkissed, untouched a...
