Back To December

I saw his house in the distance. It didn’t look too far, maybe I could run there fast and not get hurt.

His chimney was burning, there was smoke overflowing from the top. A little light was lit in the back window and I saw a shaddow.

He’s home. Well, atleast I know where he is. But still, I should go over there and tell him not to do that again if he gets angry.

I darted across the field, underneath the willow tree where Harry and I had our first kiss together, I jumped over the the little 3 foot wooden fence that has been here for ages. Finally, I was on his property.

Coming towards me was a figure with a black hoodie.

I frooze in place under a tall oak tree where a tire swing was tied to the tallest branch I could see.

The figure kept walking towards me, I couldn’t make out his face because the black hoodie was hanging too close to his eyes.

The figure stopped when he saw me. We stood like this for a couple of seconds untill he started to run.

My heart pounded and I started to run back to the barn.

I hopped over the fence, underneath the willow tree, across the field then made it to the barn just in time as the figure passed the field.

I hid behind Bluejeans.

This guy was fast…. too fast.

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