The subject isn't important (Frankie Valli)

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I pushed the door open on a stormy night. I was invited to this mansion by someone named Kerry. It was a party for someone I knew who was very close to me. His name was  Francesco but he was known to many as Frankie.


The mansion was dark and kind of scary inside. There was a man sitting in a chair with a cat on his lap. I then realized that Frankie was sitting there. I stood there while he spoke.


"Don't be shy. I saved you from death. Don't you remember?" Frankie asked.


I did remember but I didn't say that I did. I kind of was embarrassed to speak on the matter.


"It was by the lake." Frankie said.


The lake, lake, lake...


The word "Lake" brought back the memory. That February morning I had went ice skating with some friends. Nobody warned us or me about cracked ice. It just so happens that my skate got stuck in cracked ice. I remember trying to pull my foot free but I ended up falling in.


"Help!!" Abby yelled.


I went under the water but my friends Kevin and Will pulled me out before it got worse.


"What's the problem here?" Frankie asked.


I was in and out of consciousness. I don't even remember when Frankie got there or being pulled out of the frozen water.


"Our friend Ruby fell through the ice." Abby said.


I was wet and shaken. Still drifting in and out of consciousness. Frankie crouched down by me and talked to me.


"Ruby can you hear me?" Frankie asked.


I moved my head weakly to nod.


I came back to my senses as I answered him.


"Yeah it was by the lake." I said.


Frankie nor I said anything more on that day. I do know he's a hero.


My hero.


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Author's note: Sorry this wasn't that good. I don't really like how I ended this.

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