Lost And Found

When 'Valerie' Moves out into a new town, starting a new life, she still misses her home back in New York. But when her mom insists on her going out and meeting new people, she meets a boy from the corner of her street, could he be the one, who found what was lost?

Excerpt :~

"Hah, victory is mine! Now where are my fifty, and my tickets?" I asked him after cleaning myself with a napkin and holding my hands out for the money. He grumbled something I couldn't hear and placed the tickets and the money on my hands.

"Fine but you will have to take me with you cuz I really wanted to go there this year," Louis said with a pout.

"Well then you shouldn't have bet on it, now il have to just think about it," I told him fanning myself with the tickets to tease him more.

"You're cruel, you know that?" He said with a failed hidden smile.

Suddenly there was a loud gunshot in the cafeteria, then there were screams all over the place, and people running around like headless chickens.

The teachers are trying to calm the people down but failing miserably as the screams grew louder and the chaos grew as another gunshot was heard. This time I screamed along with them, as I looked at Louis who was now on the ground clutching his bloody leg screaming in pain. I ran over to him.

"Louis!" Was all I could say before a cloth was tightly held against my mouth, and my hands were tightly held behind my back. I felt myself getting weaker and weaker, as the vision around me got blurry and the voices were far away from me. My ear rang and black spots clouded my vision.
I was sunk into the darkness in a matter of seconds.
Thinking only, 'This is my fault'.

~ End of Excerpt~

Hope you enjoy this story as much as I did writing it.

Warning:
This story is NOT FINISHED and NOT EDITED.

Thank you.

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