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Distance of Skies

Distance of Skies

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I open my eyes. The first thing I see is blue, with some white splatters occassionaly occupying the vast canvas. My eyes were still blurred, and I see nothing but smudges. My arms felt wobbly, and my legs immobile. My neck was stinging, but it didn't hurt as much as my head hurt spinning. I am very dizzy. I let myself lie down to wherever I was lying, and try to remember why I am at my present state. But unfortunately, I can't remember anything or I can't focus at anything at all because of how hard my head is spinning. I bring a wobbly arm to my forehead and try to shield myself from the immense heat, which I do so successfully. I try to move my legs, which I also accomplish, and I think nows a good time to sit up. I sit up and my head feels like a band is playing inside. Throbbing and throbbing and throbbing, I clutch my head with a hand and wince. I felt like I've been hit in the head with a door last night. I stay like that for a while until the throbbing minimized, and I open my eyes. And one thing comes to mind. I am not at home.
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""Ok, I admit it may not be the smartest idea to smile and act all cutesy to some stranger but he seems different, I feel safe with him. Suddenly a tiny whooshing sound can be heard followed by a loud thump. I crane my head to see my best friend unconscious with a tiny dart in the side of their neck. Oh, that isn't good. "Sorry beloved," whispers a velvety voice. Slowly everything goes fuzzy and my thoughts become watery. Why does my arm hurt? I turn to my arm to see a dart similar to the one my friend got hit by. Oh... Definitely not good."" **Completed** **This is the first story I've put online, it's under edited n has mistakes but I wanted to share it. I'm slowly making changes to the grammar n vocabulary but other than that it's finished**

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