For Maan (Thomas)

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I bolt upright and almost fall back down as the speed presses down on me. I'm in a box like compartment. Maan, my name is Maan. I curl my body in a ball, tucking my knees up to my chin as I wait for the box to still. It finally does and I uncurl myself as I wait for something or someone to help me. Tge doors above meopen and i shield my eyes from the blinding light.

"Maan?" Someone asks and I focus my eyes on the black haired boy. "It's me Thomas"

He kisses me urgently before entering the box "I will never forget you" He says and I choke on a sob.

"Thomas!" I yell and the boys throw down a rope with a loop. I place my foot in the loop and they hoist me up. Once I'mon stable ground I yell "Thomas!" and he crashes his lips onto mine.

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