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!
CRINGE WARNING!
First book I ever wrote on here!!
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"Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun."
I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest.
They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted.
People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'.
I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me.
I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy.
Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1
Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8
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