Changing Him
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  • Parts 23
  • Time 1h 14m
Ongoing, First published Jul 07, 2014
Mature
....Before I could act, we collided and we both fell right there on the side walk. "Dammit!" said the stranger, who I'm guessing is a guy. " Sorry,my bad" I mumbled, collecting my book bag and phone while brushing off some dirt. "Next time, watch where the fuck you are going" he said, eyes intense and kinda glazed, as if he was recently smoking something.

"I said sorry! Damn!" I replied with the same intensity. He shook his head.

" Alright...just never mind...it was my bad" he mumbled, brushing some dirt off his shoulders. He quickly walked pass me. I watched as he walked away then looked on the ground ahead of me and saw an iPhone. I picked it up and glanced at it for a bit. That dude must have dropped it. He disappeared so I decided to take it with me in case I see him again.
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