Sarah (choose your name) lived in a world of her own. She spent her days, reading, writing, and petting her cats-oh, and drawing. She was twenty one years old.
One day, she went to put Oliver, her cat, away. She was holding her paints in one hand and her cat in the other.
Suddenly she tripped over her backpack and dropped the cat and paint. With her face in a puddle of paint, Sarah looked up. She stifled a scream. Standing in front of her was a young man who looked to be only twenty three. He crouched down to her level. But then, Sarah realized something, Oliver was gone. And where has this man come from?
Take it from here. . .
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Payton Janae. :)
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