Blurry
smoke is all I see,
I can barely hear anything
"Miss, are you okay?" a weak distinct voice asked.
I touched my head for the pain I felt. "Yeah, a little bit"
I can see her pick up her phone. I can't really hear but I heard something along the lines of 'help' 'she's bleeding' 'her car crashed'
a car crash?
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we were always meant to be friends
Short StoryJust know that I'm always there for you. Violet, I love you so much. This is not a story about a boy and a girl who fell in love with each other. This a story about a friendship of a boy and a girl. Silly jokes, movie marathons, and stories. We're...
