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Ongoing, First published Jul 08, 2023
Mature
Sirens blared as a group of six people ran, staying hidden in the shadows. The group wouldn't be caught dead with the fuzz, so all they option they had was run. run until they grew tired. run until their legs couldn't anymore. One of the group members tackled another hoodied friend of theirs and into an alleyway, everyone else following suit as the cops took a sharp right. The group looked at one another before bursting out laughing. 

"Get your ass up, Russ," a blue-eyed white red and blue country gave the other their hand to help em up, the taller of the two grumbled as he accepted it. "You could've injured me, dimwit," the American shrugged as he looked back towards the group. "Do you guys have the equipment? Cameras?"  Canada sighed with a smile "Yes brother, we're fine. not traumatized at all thanks to you and Russias' antics with the paranormal. not at all," The sarcasm was dripping from the boys mouth, China couldn't help but let out a cackle as he was hit upside the head by South Korea. 

"Great then! Because I'm starving," He sighed as he walked up the alleyway. "You guys up for some pizza?"

once he got whoops of approval, he nodded for them to follow him


ahhh, teenage drama, tears, love, ghosts, demons, the usual. 

Remember, the more you believe in something, the more power you give it. being magic or the paranormal. it all exists in the brain, but *you* are the one who gives it the ability to affect you. 

Story inspired by the song Life's a Bit by Noahfinnce, listen to them on Spotify!
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