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Why? Why is she so spooky and creepy?! The air got eeire.
"Dear little girl, can you pls take these flowers and greet me with them at my funeral?"
AHH? It took some time for the words to pass through my cranium, into my brain.
"What are you saying?"
I questioned in a baffling way."Just do as I say!" She pleaded.
"But I don't understand what you are saying." I replied."Ally?" Laurie shouted because he was probably 10 steps away from me.
yeah, I'm coming Laurie, I said in a low tone, he probably would have heard anything. I took my eyes off that old lady and ran towards Laurie.
Don't you think that you should fasten your speed or else I would have to carry you on my back so that we can get home by today itself? He said with a little sarcastic look in his eyes and laughed.
'Heheheh' let's go, Laurie. I chuckled while saying.
*
So here we are. Thank you, Laurie, for finding me, otherwise, I would have slept there only, I giggled.
oh, yeah you are very much right, all thanks to me, although we didn't have a great night with all those fascinating food and gossips still this walk was so soothing, I had fun with you. Laurie expressed with a shimmering look in his eyes. In the black jet dinners, his eyes were shining like the stars.
So see you in school and thank you, I said with a curved smile on my face.
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Ufff! I'm home.
Ohh sweetie, you are late, My mom stated with a little touch of agony in her voice.
Mom! I'm not a child anymore. I'm a grown-up now, stop nagging at me!I went upstairs, opened my door, headed towards my bed and laid down.
I was numb, a little disappointed and SAD! I don't know, I was going crazy.
'TAKE THESE FLOWERS AND GREET ME AT MY FUNERAL'!
What did she mean by those words? Those words were echoing in my mind repeatedly.
'SLEEP ALLY' my inner Ally screamed with tiredness. Maybe I'm thinking too much! I should probably sleep now, as it has been a very dull and ungrateful day for me.
But who was she?! that girl with Axon?
I woke up, stretched my arms and sat on my chair near the study table. I was going out of my mind, I packed my school bag and went to sleep.
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Bewitched
Teen FictionLife is preplanned. We tend to schedule our upcoming eternities and try to create a journey on our accord. Ally is in her high school years and she has her life preplanned. She's just like any other girl next door. Her tenderness often makes people...