I woke up. The warm sunrays are resting on my legs from a door less exit. Wait a minute, where am I? These walls, an exit, some boxes and my goodness, a guy. What is going on? Why am I not in my house?
"Hey, Harmony, good morning" the guy said as he yawned and woke up.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" I stood up."What are you even talking about? I'm Alec. We met yesterday at --"
"No! Tell the truth, who are you? I don't know you. What's going on? How did you even kidnap me? What am I doing here!?" I was going crazy. I don't know him. What is all this?
"Harm.." he said as he started coming towards me.
" Stay away!" Who is he? My eyes started filling with tears. I ran towards the exit. I was in a forest. I don't know which way to go. I heard that guy calling my name as I stated running down the slope in the front. I saw a river, flowing towards the left. It's pretty beautiful, but right now, I can't do sight seeing. I have to save my life from a guy who is after me.
Suddenly, I fell down because of the uneven stones on the river bed."Harmony! For god's sake stop running. What has gotten into you? Jeez! Are you okay?" He started running towards me.
I stood up and raised my hand for him to stop.
"Don't come any closer. Please! What have I done? Leave me alone. Don't kill me. I don't wanna die.." I shouted the words out of my mouth. My cheeks were soaked with tears."No! Why would I kill you? Just stop Harm. I'll explain you everything just calm down first and come with me"
"No! Go away! Or else.... I'll jump in the river. I'll kill myself . I don't want anything from you" I stepped closer to the river.
"Fuck! No! Get away from the river Harm! Please!" He seemed literally worried. I don't know why is this stranger so worried about me being dead.
I took another step towards the river when suddenly everything started swinging. Everything went blur. My eyes were closing and I lost my conscious.
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Imperfect
Teen FictionTo us, every other human life is much more better that ours. Jealousy is a human trait ofcourse. We do not care about what we have until it's gone. Harmony Keats doesn't have much time left. But what will happen when every second of her life will se...