The unknown...
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Last published Sun, Feb 8, 2015
"Shit! I'm late!"
The wind flew through my hair, as my heart beat quickened whilst I ran down the path; I could hear my converse hitting the ground as I ran to my full potential.
*BOOM*
Before I knew it, I was on the floor, I must have run into a car; my paranoia of being late diverted my mind. Opposite me another figure seemed to have fallen, I possibly ran into them.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! It truly was an accident!" The words ran out of my mouth in a jumble as I tried to prove how sincere my apology is.
"No worries love, you're not hurt, right?" The strangers green eyes pierced into mine, his voice was music to my ears. We both stood up and tried to regain out posture before I answered him.
"Oh no, I'm fine, are you? Look, I'm terribly sorry, but I'm already late! I'd love to make it up to you, I just can't! I'm sorry..." With that I turned on my heels and continued to run down the road, leaving the stranger calling for me...
Goodness, I hope I'm not too late...
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