A story that just came to me.. or part of one. *shrugs* Tell me if you like.. Tell me if you don't and tell me things that could do better. And do you want me to continue?
1st POV
My name was Nami and I hated my life. Here is my story.
There was that knocking again. I hated it. It was bad enough I was put into that box. Oh, there it is again! At this time I'd usually fall unconcious.... I frown. I'm not fainting. Why am I not fainting? My surroundings change. My eyes aren't open, but I can still tell. Where am I? A forest? I then feel water. Why water? I try to breathe in and water fills my lungs. I'm drowning? How the freak am I drowning without even moving from a glass box?! Where's that thing when i need it?! I force my hands and legs to move, and my eyes slowly open. Ok. Follow the bubbles up.
Normal POV
A boy with Reddish hair and 2 different colored eyes looked up from his seat on the beach. "Someone's drowning," he thought sourly. "Why should I help them? It's not like they'd help me if I was in that situation." He got up and looked out at the waters. When a hand shot out of the water. He heard a trembling and strained voice yelling, "Help! Please!" Before he even had time to think he had already stripped down to his boxers and was ready to jump in. "This better be one (Dang) nice girl!" was all he said before diving and swimming to her.
I feel Idiotic. Soo you like hate.. Pm me!!
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