My name is Reece Jamie Bibby, your ordinary High School's boy.
I'm 17 years old and I'm basically the same as the other boys my age.
I'm just a boy with green eyes and dirty-blonde hair, nothing unique or surprising.I'm so passionate about things that I love. I love music since I was born, turns out I was a decent singer and guitar player (I even played the bass and drums, but just sometimes though). I covered lots of songs and post it worldwide on YouTube, I got plenty of fans if I may say. Aside from that, I also love football and was a really great player too. With that being said, I think you'll understand why the popularity is basically going along with me everywhere I go.
But no, I'm not that cocky or arrogant boy you would probably assume me to be, because, in fact, I was just a small shy kid that prefers to be alone instead of being with the jocks and chicks. Even though I prefer to be alone and in my own bubble, I still have plenty of friends that actually here because they like me for me, not for my fame or something else.
I always thought I'm just an ordinary high school boy, never once I thought my passion for what I love and my popularity would affect my normal life, well I always thought like that, until that day happened.
I was walking my dog –Bobby– to a park near my house, just our usual afternoon walk to make her not bored to death and can run freely. At first, it was just like how it always was, we play with the plate, he runs to here and there, and then we lied on the grass, looking at the surprisingly clear sky. Imperceptibly, the sky turns in to this pinkish-purplish colour and the sun already starting to set on the west. I sat up from my sleeping position, patting Bobby's head slowly, hoping he would wake up. He did, rolling around a bit before looking up at me with his tongue sticking out. I grabbed the leash and started to walk again, back to the previous road that we passed hours prior.
The chilly breeze of late November made shivers run down my spine, making me quivering a bit, and me being me forgot to bring my mantel even though I know it's almost winter. I feel like cuddling with lots of blankets while sipping on a hot choco, that would feel like heaven.
With that in thought, I made a sharp turn and walk in the empty road with plenty of dark alleys on its right and left side. I admit that this road is scaring me a bit with its silence and emptiness, but I know that this road will lead me home faster than the previous road I took.
If I know that the complete opposite is what going to happen, maybe I would just stay on the previous road.
An anonymous person suddenly shoved me to the ground and smothered me with a drugged handkerchief. I could feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier by each second before I can see nothing but darkness.
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Короткий рассказJust another bunches of Greece's Short stories made by none other than me a.k.a atprawita :D In this story, you'll be able to jam to so many songs since basically most of it are inspired by songs from people I love, so here's the right place to cry...