an: hey guys I'm actually suprised how fast I finished this chapter! :D yay! And also for any of you wondering this is all being told by Dan. He is the narrator. Just to clear that up for you all~ enjoy~
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DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN DAN OR PHIL OR ANY COPYRIGHTED COMPANIES MENTIONED IN THIS CHAPTER
Guardian soulmate
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My story? Its probably isn't as interesting as you r basic fairy tale. But I guess it is a heroic tale. So I guess that means something. I died trying to save someone else so I guess that's heroic?
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I'm gonna stop tip toeing around it and just tell you the god damn story.
So it was a warm April day in Manchester. I was forced to actually go outside and do yard work ... Yep, I died because of yard work.
We had barely any neighbors. We had the Lester's to our left and the- I forgot their names but I think its Kennedys- to our right. Now I live in an extremely quiet neighbor hood. Everyone knows each other and that's about it. As for myself, I knew the one neighbor's son. Phillip, (Personally I think Phil would be better to go by but he wouldn't have it.)
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I wouldn't say we we're 'friends' ,but we did hang out on the occasion. And he is pretty cute. You know for a guy... And he's probably one of the nicest boys I've ever met. And now that I'm thinking about it, this all is sounding really really creepy and stalkerish.. Just ignore everything I just said please.
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Anyways so I was forcefully ripped out of my room to do yard work in the front yard. I guess it wasn't half bad because I did have my chemical romance to drown out the rest of the world with. So blah blah blah I mowed the lawn and stuff that's rather unimportant to the story. I finished up and sat under the tall oak tree in our yard for some shade. When Phil walked out to go get his family's mail. Unlike most places our mail boxes are across the street, instead of in front of the house. He waved at me and I returned a weak smile. He ran across the road to the mail box and grabbed his mail. He stared down at the mail sorting through the letters and slowly walking across the street without looking up. As he did a car came barreling up the street at 85-90 mph. To tell you the truth I don't know what was going on in my mind. But my legs broke out into a sprint. I started screaming at him like a mad man and I ran out onto the road after him. "PHIL LOOK OUT!" I screamed as I quickly shoved him out of the way as the car hit me head on.