I am walking in my old high school. As I walk down the hall, I hear voices. "CASEY! CASEY!" they call out.
"Mom? Dad? Cade?" I start running towards the noise.
"WE'RE OVER HERE!" they shout. I run through the empty halls passing every locker and class room there is. But I can't seem to find them. I run through one more hall and find them.
"MOM! DAD! CADE!" I shout sprinting towards them. They are in a box. I stop. I squint my eyes at the far away label which says LOST AND FOUND. I start to sprint again but the box also starts to move. It is going faster than me though I am running at full-speed. My parents and Cade are struggling to get out and as the box goes faster they grip tighter to the edge.
"HELP US CASEY! HELP!" my brother screams.
"I'm trying!" I say. I reach my hand out as far as I can. I am so close to them. Suddenly, Dad falls. Then Cade. "MOM! MOM! GRAB MY HAND! GRAB IT NOW!" I plead. She reaches out her hand and I reach mine out a little farther. I watch her hand, trying to grab it and as I am, I notice her hand is shaking rapidly. I look back at Mom's face and see her close her eyes. She falls. The box crashes into me. And I am hurtled into the air.
And then I wake up.
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General Fiction(DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FAULT IN OUR STARS! MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!) • I did not create the characters Hazel Grace Lancaster, Isaac, or Augustus Waters, neither made up the book An Imperial Affliction (found in the novel The Fault In Our...
