I picked up my black shoulder bag and shut the door behind me. It was a 15 minute walk to the bus stop, and I really couldn't be bothered to wait for daisy. I still couldnt quite get my head around the fact that we had to get up at 6.30am, in my opinion, it was way too early.
I pulled my coat round me tighter as a chilling wind caught me and took me off course slightly. The street lights didnt do a very good job of lighting up the area, considering that I could only see 3 ft infront of me, plus the sun had started to rise. My feet stopped as my body screamed to keep walking and I heard gentle footsteps following me. I turned around, only to see the orange shadow of the winter trees around me. I shook my head, letting the blonde hair fall over my shoulders. I kept walking, letting my mind wander aimlessly. Suddenly, something caught my coat and pulled me down, until my body couldnt stand and I fell in a small heap on the ground. I blinked, sitting quietly as a dog barked in the distance.
I waited.
Nothing Happend. I stood up, wind catching my hair and pulling it around, but there was no one there. How strange. I said to myself, carrying on my journey to the bus stop.
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Just Me.
Ficção AdolescenteTrinity had to leave everything behind. Her bestest friend, her crush (she was pretty sure he liked her back) and her cosy house, just because father got a better job in cornwall. Will Trinity ever find new friends, or will it be just Her?
