Breathing
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  • Reads 12,065
  • Votes 324
  • Parts 8
  • Time 2h 25m
Ongoing, First published Mar 24, 2013
Mature
Jessica Lloyd, a nineteen year old girl, living in the centre of London. She's taking a year off from her studies, just to work and make some money for herself.

One night, walking home from her job as a waiter at a little restaurant, she spots something laying on the ground on the other sound of the street. Its reflecting surface shines in the light of the lamppost positioned above it.

Being the curious girl that she is, she runs over to the object and picks it up from the ground. She looks around herself as if expecting someone to just yell out: "Oi, that's mine!" But no one does, so she gently slides it into her purse, making sure it doesn't break. She wanted to find out what it really was.

As she crossed back over the street again to continue her walk home in the dark, she couldn't help but feel like there was someone else there.


**!WARNING!**
This story contains sexual and violent content. If you're not into that kind of stuff or can't handle it, I strongly suggest that you leave this page right now!
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