It was now 6: 55 am. The wind chimes were clanking as the wind hit them. Debree and autumn leaves were floating in the sky. Fire was surrounding the horizon skyline. A young boy sits on his porch asleep. With a 'refuse to sink' hoodie on. His fine dark brown hair kept falling into his face. His name is Jake Patterson. A 18 year old boy that is quite silent..well sometimes... His ear buds were in and the cord was hanging out of his pocket. Possibly on high. ZINGG!! New notifications: war coming into seattle in about a hour stay home. Jake got startled "AGH!" He ripped out his ear buds and looked at his phone with one hand on his right ear. "Shit. I have a report due today..ugh.." He shoved his phone back into his pocket and got off the ground. Just as he opened his front door, he heard a window shatter. He grabbed his gun that was hanging around his waist. Walked inside quitely and used his reflexes. As quickly as possible.
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Ghost Town
Teen Fiction-6:28 a.m- She woke up to the sounds of wind chimes in the backyard. "Shit I'm running out of time.." She walked over to her dresser and looked up in the mirror and back down shuffling through her purse. As she was still shuffling, she glanced over...
