Third story on me own ^.^ hold you like, takes place in the 1800s The laughter sounded light and joyful in my ears. The giant Christmas tree Daddy let me pick out shined and sparkled from all the tinsel and lights Mommy, Daddy, and I put on the tree last night. I was so happy. I was christmas eve and we were all together celebrating. I grabbed Mommy's and Daddy's hand and led them to the sitting room. "I want to show you both something. Think of it as...an early present." I motioned for them to sit down and headed for my bedroom. I was so excited. I had been taught this at school and wanted to show my parents. I grabbed the wrapped gift and headed down the blue marble staircase. I was on my way to the sitting room when the air began to feel exceptionally warm. I walked in and saw Mommy and Daddy still sitting in the same spot. I walked towards them to give them their present when they screamed, a blood curtling scream. "ANGI!!!!" I woke up in the hotel in a sweat. I looked at the clock beside the bed. 2:28 a.m. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling, trying to erase that memory from my mind. No good dwelling on the past when ur trying to out run it.
Y'all be in it if I says u in it, I already have the whole thing thought out so chillax n watch how it plays out
Otay let me rephrase that, the flash backs are from the 1800s it will make sense soon. After an hour of laying there I got up and started packing my things back into my backpack. I had a meeting and I needed to get there quick and get it over with. I grabbed the room key and headed out the door, my pitch black backpack slung over my shoulder. I had already paid for the room the night before in cash. I walked to the front desk and put the key down on the table and pulled up my hood on my gray, oversized hoodie. Hugging the strap of my backpack, I walked out the doors and headed south towards the meeting place. He better be there, I dont have time to waste. I got to the old truck yard and leaned against one of the beams. "Hello Angi." A figure stepped out from behind an old truck. I glared at him. "Do you Got the info or not?" He looked up and flashed a smile, holding up a think envelope. "You know I do babe." I stepped forward to grab it as he yanked it away. I glared up at him. He was shaking a finger back and forth. "No no no. That's not how you properly greet someone who hasn't seen you in three months." He flashed another smile. "Come on, where's the love?" I finally smiled and looked at him. "Your right. Sorry, missed you too." With that I reached up and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, grabbing the envelope while he was distracted. Taking a few quick steps back I smirked. "Thought you were quicker than that, Zach." what's going on?