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Amelia
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In corso, pubblicata il ago 21, 2016
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The headlights were speeding towards us and before there was any time to react I felt the colassal impact. Tire screeches and a blarring horn scream in my ear, I felt my body slam against the seatbelt and the shattering glass slice my face and arms. Through all the chatter and the sound of my friends screaming at the sight of their open wounds, I heard a faint sound; it was more quiet than the sound of a lone leaf landing in the middle of fall. It kept repeating the same thing over and over, until I finally heard it.

"Amelia," I didn't have the power to crane my neck to see where the voice was coming from. 

Suddenly my ears pop, all noises blurred and distant noises faded, My vision is extremely disoriented, My skin became clammy and the blood rushes from my head, Darkness starts to cloud my eyesight, in seconds darkness completely consumed me.
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I feel his dirty hands touch me once more and move up higher to my thighs. I try to jerk them away but he locks my arms in his hand above my head as a thousand hot tears leave my eyes. No...no...please... I shut my eyes, not wanting to see this face another time. I shudder in disgust as he brings his lips to my neck and starts kissing me. Suddenly, I hear a groan of pain and I get free of his disgusting hands. I don't feel him on me but I don't dare to open my eyes. Another moan is heard again and a punch. I open my eyes and see him kneeling and bleeding. I watch at the boy who saved me and he hits him hard as more blood floods from his lips and nose. It's so dark and my tears don't allow me to see my angel. My savior moves as his fist connects with his face and my angel's hair glow under the moonlight and I stop breathing. Corbyn? The boy falls to the ground unconscious as Corbyn hits him in the jaw for the tenth time. His eyes move to my glossy ones and without any thought, he comes to me and wraps his arms around my body tightly. And just like that, I start crying harder as I bury my head in his neck and tug hard in this shirt. He doesn't say a word, he just pulls me closer to him and leaves me to surrender to this cathartic cry that overwhelms me. My brain stops working and the only word that exists is 'save'. I open my mouth and after so many weeks, the first words that slip my lips between cries and sobs are "You...you saved me" ----- Amelia is a young girl with a simple life and plans for her bright future. After her parent's death, everything she thought she knew will alter. But actually, all that is about to change when a blonde annoying boy will come into her life and break everything she believed into pieces. And who knows even save her and himself...
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