The Lonely Boy
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Last published Tue, May 22, 2018
Michael Waters, there's not a lot to say about him. But I will tell you what I know. He lives in Lincoln, Arcadia. He goes to the same high school as me which is the only school in Arcadia. He doesn't have friends. Rarely smiles, He doesn't talk to a lot of people. He's 17. His hair is as black as charcoal and his eyes are a mesmerizing ocean blue. He's about 5'9 and is fairly skinny. That's about all I know.
And you're probably wondering who I am right? Well, I'll tell you. My name is Drew Atticus. I'm 16. I have red hair and blue eyes. I'm 5'5 and I have abilities nobody else has. I can see the memories and the thoughts of other people. Sounds pretty easy right? WRONG. It's more difficult than you think. I can't go up to random people see their memories and thoughts. But enough about me.
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