tragedyromantic

Heyyy danke fürs Folgen ❤️ Wie kommt's dazu?

So, I know it's been a while since you started following me, and now I finally want to thank you. So thank you, how did you find my account if I may ask? 
          I've been seeing your comments on one or some (I'm not quite sure...) story/stories I've been reading, and somehow it made me happy! 
          As you may know English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there are some spelling, grammar, stylistic or other mistakes!

So, because some BITCH decided to publish a part of a story that I wrote I will publish a part of hers. luv u bestie
          
          October 14th, New Orleans 
          
          Before we got in the car my mother gave me something. I had a lot of stress with friends and genuinely I felt really bad. She wanted to do something about it, and surprised me with a diary. It was cute from her side, but she knew that I'm not usually the type to write my emotions down on an open book. I hated books in general, but she was in the opinion that writing a diary would make me feel a little better.
          We got in the car and drove off from the supermarket to our home. I thought it would be a normal drive home.
          It was quiet, until my mom turned on the radio. "Breaking news, wrong-way driver on the highway direction Shrewsbury!"
          I winced when I heared the news story.
          "Mom, I'm a little worried, can we go another way please? The ghost driver is possibly also on the same street as us, I just don't want to imagine what could happen to us."
          She looked at me and said:,, Isabelle, you have no reason to be worried, even if, your necklace will protect you from the bad. There are a lot of highways in Shrewsbury, I don't think that he'll take exactly the street where we are."
          She looked at me briefly, smiled gently and said:,, I love you Isabelle Ellora Matthews, more than anything else. No matter what happens, remember this always, okay? At home I'll bake a cake for us. A chocolate cake, your favorite. '' She smiled again. 
          I was silent, I couldn't manage with words like that. I just nodded. I held my chain which my parents gave me for my 17th birthday with my right hand in a strong grip, but still slightly shaking. Shortly afterwards, I noticed that my mom was stroking my other Hand. She looked at me again, but she wasn't concentrating on the traffic. 
          I shouted:,, MOM!'' 
          
          Anyways, should I post the whole thing? I'm ✨sure✨ she wouldn't mind sharing her incredible story on here

          
          
          It was a really bright and silent morning, except for the really silent chirping that probably came from the birds outside. That was until a very loud noice started to ring in high pitched vibrating sounds, the device from whom that sound came shook a little. Slowly, with a very unpleasant and restless face, James stood up and slapped with a sloppy movement on the alarm clock to shut it up. It was 8 in the morning. James quickly ran to his dresser and put his clothes on very fast after he realized what time it was.
          He was supposed to be at the office at 7, how did he manage oversleep when he went to bed early to avoid that!? 
          He brushed his teeth, skipped breakfast and practicaly ran to his workplace as fast as he could, in hope that nobody would notice his late arrival. 
          
          As James stood before the big building that had the letters Dashville-Gazette written in bold letters on top of it for everyone to see , he didn't hesitate to fast walk his way into the third
          
          Hey y'all! This girl wrote this Story. This is a Part of that. Do you wanna read the full story? - If you want than write here that she should do this. The story is really good and I literally love it! 

@Piece_of_toast E U N H indeed