Life... Life is a butafull thing...
Life is very fragile... Its not long...
A normal spand of a human life is around 70-80 years... Usaly no one can make a difference in this time...
Some might think that made a difference but on the big scheme of things. nothing...
It seems that everything's follows rules... Laws... Loops...
Those who divert from this path are refuced as exciting ...
But many the-
"No this is bad" john said sitting up from his table.
John was a 14 year old boy who had black hair. He had silvery eyes that seemed to always be glassy like he was sick...
John stood up.
Many...
No I cant it was prolly the wind or something why would I ...
Never mind.
John moved his hand In front of his face and look at the docter paper can on his desk beside his back poorly made bed. He thought of the can lifting off the table...
And the can did so.
W-WHAT?!?!?
N-no its not real its just a coinciden-
He was cut short of his thoughts.
*knock knick*
Someone was knocking at his door.
"Hay umm remember that you have detention tomorrow okay brother."
Thus was his little sister speaking through the door.
"Ya I know Hay umm I gunna take a nap okay so cov-"
"Okay Bro" his sister responded interrupting him this time from words not thoughts.
What was I thinking about
He pondered
Well I'm just gunna git some sleep
He layed down in his bed and drifted off to sleep but luttle did he knoe whene he wake... NOTHING WOYLD BE THE SAME...
THANKS FOR READING PART ONE.
I WANT TO THINK 7 DEADLY SINS FOR LOTS OF INSPIRATION FOR THIS STORY THOU IM NOT COPYING ANYTHING FROM IT AND Everything IN HERE(OTHER THAN THE FOOD DRINKS EXT)
ARE ORIGINAL. PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND GIVE ME TIPS.
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The new faction
Science FictionA young boy names john is going to have the adventure he'll reneber all hes life thou... that may not be too long...
