When we got to his house he was smoking weed. 'Hi cuties!' Fuck not him trying to flirt with me, he is like ten years older than me 'Fuck off we need to talk about Deana' Angela shouted
'Dont know anything, last tume I saw her we were high amd drunk so dont ask me.' He said we so theoretically there was other person with them. 'Angela, Tam we should go. I dont need no more problems with weed.' I respect sharon so we left. We dont know where Deana is. We are fucked. 'There is nothing we can do.' There is always something we can do! 'Police cant help us. They would find out she was high and drunk that day and it would be her fault.'
'Dont worry I will find way' Angela and Deana are mom in our friend group. 'Okay so tomorow we will go to school like nothing has happened or what?' Sharon said with worried voice. 'I will try to get poster over town but in legal way and on legal places.' Deana and Angela would be a cute couple. 'Sharon can you sleep at ours tonight I need help with Mickey.' There is always Deana and I help her. I miss her
'Of course I can. I mean I do my homework before I go home from school so everything is in my locker.' Homework? 'Fuck I dont have the homework from math and I dont fucking understand it!' I always cry while doing math. 'Dont worry I will help you.' While we were talking and walking home we saw multiple posters of missing people. It was put there in last week. So its new. Probably there will also be Deana tomorrow.
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Why this life? Why me?
HorrorWhy this life? Why me? contains vulgar words, lgbt, cigarettes, alcohol and drugs. Read on your own risk (being sad) Its based on my dream I had but trought time got to this version of story. Its gonna be long story. Enjoy reading!
