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3rd person

The sky was cloudy. It had started to rain slightly.

A mild wind was blowing, black strands falling in front of his face.

The street wet, dirt on it from the cars who had been driving here this morning.

Autumn was slowly leaving. Winter arriving.

He could feel the icy drops leaving a cold hint on his burning hot skin.

The sound of  the church bells could be heard.

He gulped hard.

He was sweating, head lowered.

The sounds increasing as he neared the big old building in front of him.

A crowd of people.

Cameras flashing.

He flinched, quickly hiding his face behind his hands.

It had stopped. He looked up.

She stood in front of him, a black dress on her, her make up done perfectly as always. Tears stained her cheeks, the black mascara coloring her cheeks black.

He cracked a smile.

» I missed you ❑❑ «  He whispered with excitement which filled his heart for a second as he approached her quickly and pulled her into a hug.

» Don't touch me!! «  she shouted at him, pushing him violently away.

He stumbled back. He got scared-

» B-but- «

» All your fault! All your fucking fault! You're gonna pay for this! I swear, you should've died you fucking psycho! You're not ...GET THIS PSYCHO OUT OF MY EYES!«

»GET THIS FUCKING PSYCHO OUT OF MY EYES!«

His sight blurred with tears. Skin hot, hands sweating.

» But ❑❑❑! «

Suddenly someone grabbed his arm. It was the police.

Cameras flashed.

His airways thickening, breath shortening. The shouts becoming numb.

» NO LET ME GO!« he shouted.

»LET ME GO!«


"LET ME GO!"

"Sam!!"

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