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“Hey.” te call to your bestfriend.

As soon as he hears your voice, he turns around, and stomps off in the other direction.

“What the hell?” te call after him, running to catch up. He was a lot bigger than you, his strides were longer, but te caught up to him.

“Hey.” te try again. No answer. He just stares ahead of him.

You step in front of him. “What the fuck is going on?” te ask, eyebrows raised.

He stops, kinda looking around, as if to find the words to say.

“Can te please move?” He finally decides.

“Please? You, Dallas Winston, just detto please. Obviously something is...
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After the sunset the both of te got up as it was dark. He walked te home. "Bye" te said. "Bye" he said. "See ya tomorrow at school" te detto and went inside. "Yeah" he detto and walked away. The successivo giorno te got ready and walked to school. te saw pony walking to school also. da now te were in front of him as te walked. He bumped into te joking around. "Watch were-" te started then relieved it was Pony. He was laughing as te thought it wasn't funny. "You're not funny" te said. "Yes I am" he detto and smiled trying not to laugh. His friend Two-bit came out of now where and walked with...
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After I told Steve and Soda about what had happened with Marcia, they kept on ranting on about how they're going to get me a new girl. "Is there anyone you've got an eye on?" Soda asked, as he smirked. To be honest, there wasn't really anyone. Well, at least that's what I thought. "Nah, not really." They both looked at me. "What do te mean, not really?" Steve asked in a 'Oooing' voice. Now both of them were smirking wildly. "I mean, there's no one I really like." I was lying through my teeth. I knew that I was slowly falling for Mary, but I could never tell them. Mary was my best friend, and...
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I heard the knock two times, and figured that it was just the wind, making a albero branch blow and hit my window. I flipped through the channels, and turned on My Cousin Vinny. As the knocking grew faster, I knew that it wasn't the wind. I got myself out of bed, and threw the remote on my pillow. I walked over to the window, and pulled on the small, rusty latch. When I finally managed to pull the latch out, I slowly opened my window. "Two-Bit?" I asked in a confused voice. I was kneeling da the window, and my room was on the first floor, so Two-Bit and I were eye-level. I looked at Two-Bit's...
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I set number seventeen down.

Seventeen.

Seventeen bottles of birra I have drunk in the past 37 minutes.

Seventeen.

I pick up number eighteen, twist the berretto, tappo off, and pour it down my throat. It’s tasteless.

I lean my head back against the bacheca from where I sit on the floor of my basement.

I see a football. Danny’s football. It used to be Danny’s football. Now it’s just some football my son used to hold, used to play with. It probably smelled like him. Part of me wanted to go pick it up, the other part of me didn’t wanted to be reminded of the last time we played football together.

I pick up number nineteen, and out of the corner of my eye see (Y/N)’s old dolls, something we thought we could use for our little girl someday.

But that’s not going to happen.

I know what happened. I saw their mangled, bruised, broken, dead bodies after their accident.
I pick up number twenty.
“I’m freezing,” te mutter, teeth chattering.

Soda looks at te from the driver’s seat, watching te shiver. He grabs your hand.

“We’ll be home soon.” He says reassuringly, squeezing your hand. He squints and leans forward. “If I could actually see in front of me.” He muttered.

The snow was coming down hard, and it was pitchblack outside. The strada, via lights were black out from the flurries of heavy snow.

All of a sudden, Soda jerked the car onto the successivo exit.

“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.”

“Y/N, there is no way we can drive home safely in this weather. We’re just gonna...
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