The terrible thing about curiosity.

The terrible thing about curiosity.

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I was having fun with my best friends. Ember, Morgan, Hayley, Jasmine, Gabriella and Dylan. In Flagstaff, the place that some how fantasized me since I was thirteen. My curiosity for that city never ended until I turned twenty one. Until every secret and every question I had about that place was answered and discovered in Sedona. Every moment and memory still haunts me. I'm retelling my story for the angels who lost their wings and for their as curious as I was family members who still grieve till this day, blaming me for everything. They just don't know the true story.
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Alex was lost. Not in a figurative way, though. He was literally lost in a forest, with no idea how he got there. Last thing he remembered, Jack had been at the hospital after literally every trace of any human activity there seemed to be erased. This was the same Jack that he had believed to be dead just a week before. The same Jack he had cried nightly over after those dicks at school had basically murdered him. And he was shoving his way through the branches and leaves in the hopes of finding Jack, yet he had literally no idea where he was. The only thing on his mind at the moment was how happy he would feel when he finally got to embrace Jack and tell him how much he loved him and missed him. He was thinking of how he would kiss him and how he would probably cry again, but for the first time in a long time, he would be crying out of joy instead of despair.

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