Ouuuuukay...Well,this is a story about...something. Hope ya'll like it.
Disclaimer:No. Don't even ask. I can't say yes,becuase for me to say I made the movie,I would be about as possible as me kissing Dominick Monaghan. And that is very unlikely.
Brian Parks stared down at his watch. He knew it was useless,but he didn't quite care. The watch was on the same wrist that had been slammed into the car door. Running away from the encampment hadn't been his idea of escaping his troubles,but he'd made it at least. It had been a week. But it still replayed in his mind over and over again.
"Brian."
It was a whisper,but he could hear it very clearly.
"You awake?"
"Sam?"
"Yeah. Shhh. Listen,I've got some pretty bad news."
What?"
Sam looked at his friend sympatheticly.
"Your family. They...didn't make it. They all died. My dad just told me."
Brian hadn't been too surprised at this. He mearly turned back around to face outward,twords the open area of the cliff he was sitting on.
"He also told me something else."
At that moment,Sam felt grateful that nobody else was around. He didn't want anybody to think he was trying to kill his best friend. As suddenly Brian turned around,Sam grabbed his arm.
"Sam,what the Hell are you do-"
Brian didn't finish. In a matter of mear seconds,he had grabbed Brian's arm and shined a flashlight on it(Yes,my friends,a flashlight. Like the kinds used at night).
"Why?"
Another whisper. But Brian knew why Sam was whispering.
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WHEEEEEEEEEE!!! A cliffy. And I finally got to post it! SCORE!
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