The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt #: 4
Pen name:
anythingzombie
Pairing:
Whomever.
Rating:
T

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There wasn't a place to go after he died. Home felt fake, school felt like a ghost, and even our special spot in the park didn't seem the same. It was hard to stay anywhere. But where was I supposed to go? I had no money, no relatives close, or even a friend who could offer a couch to sleep on.

I was stuck. I was a run away. I was trying to get away from everything that could no longer be a part of him.

I was lost like him. Dead, even. I had nowhere to turn.

Cold, everywhere.