Bird Set Free | Mileven

clipped wings

hello! so I'm leaving, and I want to leave this here. This is what I've written in this book so far, and I will obviously not continue. so if any of you want to take inspiration from this, or just write the rest of it, I'd be honored.

yeaa that's all I wanted to say, byeee

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❝We live, we die
We steal, we kill, we lie
Just like animals
But with far less grace

                                                                    

✴~➶~✴
                

Fucking bullies.

Michael Wheeler, a sixteen year old dark haired boy from a little town in the middle of nowhere where nothing ever happened - Hawkins, Indiana, was running from three kids.

They were about the same age as him, around his height (which means pretty tall), from the same town, the same school.

But there was something different between Mike and them.

Because one of the boys was... holding a gun. Probably stolen from his dad or something.

Nice.

"You know you can't hide from us, Wheeler!!" the one with the gun yelled.

Mike rolled his eyes in hopelessness, trying to catch his breath and not to stop running.