I cought a taxi to get to my house. My mom unfortunately couldn't make it because of her work. I paid the driver and walked towards my house. Strangely my neighborhood was quite , back when i was a kid there used to be alot of shouting and runing and playing. I guess everyone grew up. I rang the door bell of my house and nobody answered, i tried to open the door but it was locked.
Great! I said to myself sarcastically
I sat down leaning on the door, i called my mom but she didn't pick up her phone so i decided to look around a little bit. I went to the play ground. River and i used to play there whenever i was sad. He used to be nice once upon a time, i don't know what changed.
As i was walking around randomly, i saw a little shop called 'Cultra Shop' i walked towards it and open the door. As soon as i got it, i wanted to turn back round. There was alot of teenagers here. Most of them stopped and stared at me, whispering to each other.
(Bella Falls now)
I walked towards the people who were taking orders.
"Hi! Could i have one Chocolatte with lots of whip cream on top" she noded and i hand her the money.
While i stood there waiting for my chocolatte, a cute blone guy approached me.
"Hey there!" He says smiling, i just gave him a blank look
(Arthur Adams now)
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