Heather POV: I woke up around 10:30 ish I got up and hurried my butt down the stairs after getting dressed into this
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Then I grabbed my skate board
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And made my way out the door it was Sunday but I had to get to the little cafe place fast cause my best friend Dylan was waiting there for me. As I was riding down the rode I went over a crack and the last thing I remember was completely eating shit.
Year:1989 ——————- Ughhh my head is pounding and wait... where the hell am I in a panicky motion I jump up I look around Jackson St... wait why is everything so old looking. I do a 360 looking at my surroundings and I see a sign that say 'Derry 4th of July parade 1989' 1989????? "HOLY how did I-" I couldn't finish what I was saying because all of a sudden a cop car pulled up. "Hey kid" the officer said while getting out the car I read his tag it said 'Bowers' "I- um yes" I said. "I saw you take that fall on your board how 'bout I give you a ride home. "um yeah sure" Then it accursed to me where is my home....
"So what's your name kid" he asked awkwardly. "um Heather, Heather Langston sir." I told him " Oh wait you must be Margret Langston's kid and call me Mr.Bowers." Margret Langston... That's my aunt she passed away though in the early 2000s so I never got to know her that well. "uh yeah"
Then we pulled up...
A/N: Hopefully this is good I didn't realize how long this was this was kinda boring but the next chapter Ill try to be less boring. 🦋🖤
