I'm Probably Going To Die

I'm Probably Going To Die

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A story of a girl, 17 years of age, who may die at some point in this story. When it will happen is unknown. How it will happen is unknown. All that is known is that her time may be coming soon. Nobody knows of her possible upcoming death. Well.... nobody but one; the person responsible for it. And that somebody is Damon Spain. Come along and experience the journey of a life that is quite frankly on the line, a new best bud, a departure, and maybe even a twist. ..... While Damon's eyes are closed and my head is still on his shoulder he speaks, "Audrey... the story about the guy I made friends with, the one in danger.... from earlier..... Yo- you're-" Next thing I know, Damon and I are falling into the freezing lake water. All I could do was gasp as the sharp, cold water surrounded my senses. And then, I black out.
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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

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