The sun gleams through the blinds. The perspiring feeling of my dark blanket makes me never wanna wake up. My eyes stay close even though I know I must wake due to school. I open my eyes to gaze upon my room. Desk, drawers, bed, rug, closet. Basic things. I pull the blanket off my body. I check my phone.
"6:07" I say to myself.
I used to get her messages around now.
I throw my phone on my bed and walk over to my outfit I put out last night. Nothing special. Just jeans, a tee-shirt, and a gray hoodie. I don't know when, but I stopped caring my clothes. I guess I only dressed nice to impress her. I stare at the open closet with all my old, nice, clothes. I remove my pjs and put on the clothes laying on the dresser. I glance at the mirror. The once shiny, happy, and beautiful girl I was is gone. All thanks to that truck.
AN- sorry this is short, I promise the chapter after the first couple will be pretty long!
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Following The String
RomanceWhat if everyone had a soulmate? Imagine going to your favorite coffee shop and meeting your soulmate. Only you and your soulmate can see your "connection". It's a thin red string that's tied around your wrist. It never comes off. You can't feel it...
