Mitch's P.O.V
It was nighttime and we're still driving home from the theme park. "Daddy, are we almost home?" Taylor asked, "Yes, Taylor." I answered faintly. Completely tired, stressed, I feel like I'm falling down.
But the road is bright, it doesn't drowse me at all.
I suddenly felt everything black. I can't see anything. "DADDY, LOOK OUT!"
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I suddenly found myself outside of my car, my knees and palms meeting the ground, everything is quiet. I looked to my surrounding, even found the car totally devastated.
What happened? Where's Taylor?!
I saw a hand offering me to stand. I looked up, and saw the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. An angel.
As the vision cleared, it was suprisingly...
"Kirstie." I whispered her sweet name. As I try to catch her hand, she refused. "You don't deserve to die. I'm sorry." I heard she spoke. I look to her in confuse. "You shall live." Her whisper lingered me. "What do you mean?" I asked. She just smiled.
Everything shut down as I shut my eyes close.
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Whisper ► Mirstie #discontinued
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