the freezing, harsh air wrapped around my numb body as i rushed through the crowd of people. i pushed people aside, making them yell things like "watch it!" or "are you serious?"
the bad thing was, i was serious. i needed to get to her. quickly.
my name is lucas reynolds. i was born on june 17th, 2072. it is november 15, 2095. i am expected to die in 4 months. how do i know?
it says it on my tattoo, located on my lower arm.
it is small, and i am not the only one with these "death tattoos". everyone i know has these in different areas on their arm. no one asked for these. we live in what you call the future. things change.
i continue to rush through a furious crowd of people. the yelling and cursing that i am causing is making me feel nothing but upset and guilty. my stomach is churning.
i am only a few inches away from her at this point. she's wearing a heavy coat, black gloves and boots, and a grey beanie, with some of her long, chocolate brown hair somehow gracefully flowing through the biting, rough wind. she's facing away from me. my heart flutters as i slow my pace and walk closer to her.
she then slowly turns around, revealing her gorgeous face, her shining smile. at this point, i want nothing but her.
who is she?
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i jolt up from my bed, making myself sit up. for some reason, i can feel my heart pounding. i look to my left, only to see that my digital clock is shining 3:48 AM in dark red. the light from my clock is the only source of light in my room. the rest of my room is just pitch black.
it's not fair. why did it have to be a dream? she was the most beautiful girl i had ever seen.
and she's gone.
i have to find her.
is it my destiny?
how can i accomplish anything...
...with four months to live?
end of chapter.
total: three hundred and thirty six words.
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big news: i'm actually looking forward to continuing this one. i have no idea when the next chapter is coming out, because tomorrow is christmas eve.
sorry it was so short! i honestly have no idea on where i'm going with this story ehehehehe
anyways... i hope you enjoyed!
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Mystery / Thriller「"at birth, everyone has the date they will die tattooed on their arm. you were supposed to die yesterday."」
