I looked at our family picture, with a smile. But something pushed the picture frame from my hand and made it fall to the wooden floor of my bedroom. I stood there, staring at the broken pieces of the picture frame. A tear fell down from my eyes. Wait, why am I crying?

Something hit my chest. I looked at what it is and removed it. I looked at it confusingly. It was a pink bow. Not bow that means ribbon, but bow, you know, what the archers use.

I wanted to look at who hit me but there were three guys. All of them were familiar but I totally forgot who they are. All of them gave me roses, one rose for each of them. I smiled at them. Slowly, they started disappearing. The roses died in my hands and I’m not on my room anymore.

Seriously, WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THISSSSS?????

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 InTheSpirit00 

The Author-nim