The Boy Named Carter

The Boy Named Carter

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I opened my eyes. Chocolate brown eyes were smiling down on me. I closed my eyes. Breathe. I opened them again. Nothing. It's like a series of events had happened in my life but I was never really a part of it. I was merely an onlooker as each event unfolds into another. And before I knew it, as the last chapter unfolds, the author of my life was already done with me. 'The End' or so I thought, was scribbled at the bottom of the page as if it was mocking me. Whatever that means. But even if the ink fades; even if it is 'THE END', Out of all the jumbled words formed in my life, one name will always haunt me. Carter.
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"Madison?" I say through my tears. I touch her face. Even though we weren't together, I still loved her. I was planning to ask her out, but I guess that that won't happen. "Carter." I turn around and see Cameron in the door. I turn back to Madison and kiss her forehead before getting up. I walk over to Cameron, and wipe my eyes. "Hey," Cameron says grabbing my shoulder. I refuse to look at him. "Look at me." He says. I turn to him and look at him. "Everything's going to be fine." He says. I shake my head. "Not without Madison." I say as I shake myself free from his grasp. **** ew this is so cringey and it's terrible but i wrote it when i was like 12 so....

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