bobdyl
it was a classic story. boy meets girl. but then boy left and started a classic story of his own. and she was alone. loving the same boy. haunted. and broken.classic.
his approach was weak. you could tell he actually had no backbone and everything he was gonna say would be a complete and total bluff. She eyed him carefully as he made his way to her. he held his breath and spoke.
the shape of the circular ball blocked the sun from his eyes. When he caught it the glimmer of brightness blinded him and he fell to the ground. He stood up and did it again.
the figure loomed in the darkness like smoke that came out of the sewage. his steps were quiet and well timed. nobody knew who he was but he was always there. just watching. waiting.
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