I walked down the steps, away from Wonder Café. I pulled my bag over my shoulder and trudged towards my car. There were a large group of teenagers - a bit younger than me - they were all paired up. Two were gazing into eachothers eyes, two were kissing, you get the picture. I sighed as i dumped my bag in the boot of my car. Why do you always notice love when you don't have it yourself...
As I was driving back to my parents house, something on the side of the road made me slam on my breaks and scream out in horror...
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