My mother said, Don't rub the salt on the wound. It only make it worse.
"The only way out, I saw the light. As it become brighter and shiner. Now is the day I come out from the darkness, but, the more I saw the light, the one I loved will always faded and then transparent. The one who survived will be the one who faced the reality, which its funny to hear. And now, where am I?" I wondered as I walk find the light.
"Ah, this dream again..." I hesitated as I shut my eyes. "The hand of darkness? No, The hand of guiltiness wrapped my body. It cold.... Ah- I lost my way to light. No worry, it will always happen... I end up, rub my own wound with salt." I chuckled.
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"HON! HON!" The hon make me jumped, as I turned my head over the road, seeing a truck speed-over down hill and gonna hit me.
"AAAAHH!" I scream on the top of my lungs.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.