I'm just a tell me if it sucks.k? Also, if you know secretkey, she's a friend of mine and our way of writing is kinda the .not now .anyway, if you something similar, that's just how we are.^ . ^' !! .

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Those bastards.

I felt around the wall for support. It's not as if I'm weak or anything, but getting beaten up by 10 guys recently, of course the pain still lingers. Damn them, beating up a 't they have manners? Their mother would care less anyway.

I stumbled a few steps and fell on the cold gravel. I didn't realize there was a jagged rock underneath and so it pierced my skin, conjuring up a whole mess of blood. It made the blood stood out even more because of the can't get any worse.

"Shit!"

I touched my wounds, realizing I had more than I realized. Slowly, I collected myself and again started to walk. Sirens could be heard in he distance. Another accident?

I moved towards the road, a car sped by and showered me in cold, freezing water, damn that day just got worse.

"Thanks a lot O mighty God" I said with a sarcastic note." O mighty .woe is me"

I felt my hands go numb, stained in blood all over I fell to the ground, I can't move. I merely smirked and expected to see a "light" that religious people always talk about, the one you see when you're about to die.

If god truly cares for me, he should have sent my angel, my guardian angel, and my savior, here, to help me. I closed my eyes and patiently waited.

I heard footsteps stopped a few meters from me. It turned into a run, stopping right next to me. I felt a gentle touch on my back when I was turned over on my back. I opened my eyes to see a young man, maybe a few years older than me.

His face was full of concern, and he was frowning. He looked at me and smiled.

"You okay?" he asked.

Wow, a bit obvious isn't it. In his arms I just grinned and muttered" wow, this is my savior that god sent me?"

He laughed, "Guess so"

He touched my face gently, I flinched at his touch, it felt weird. No one has done that me. I felt sick, what's wrong with this guy? But I let him pick me up and carry me to God knows where. I felt light the weight put on me taken off. I guess dragging my whole body through the streets can be really heavy.

I felt his hair on my cheek. I grinned, a piggyback? What is he, my dad? His hair was a soft as silk, I only merely touched it and it felt like a pillow that I could never afford. Slowly, darkness greeted me and covered me in a black blanket.I guess I passed out.