As yet another image flashes into his head, Mitch is left in a state of confusion and panic. He begins to feel his heart race fast, and his palms get sweaty. His stomach is in knots, the same kind of feeling he had when as a kid, he and a friend were busted for shoplifting. Suddenly, the room goes black, and his body goes limp. When he comes to, he sees a figure standing over him. As his eyes begin to focus, he makes out the figure. It's his good friend Amber. Mitch has know Amber since they were both in the 2nd grade. They are the kind of friends that can be in a group, yet they are the only two who understand their own private joke. They are so close, she was the one who was there for Mitch, to comfort him when his mom died in a car accident, when he was 12. Over the past few years, Mitch has fallen deeply in love with Amber, but has yet to tell her.
As his eyes are now focused his throat is as dry as a desert, as he struggles to speak. "Am.. "Amber?" he finally musters enough energy to speak out loud. "Yes, Mitch, it's me" she says back to him. As he stares into her brown eyes, she smiles at him. "Are you ok?" she asks. "I..I..don't know" he says back to her. As he rests his head back on the hard living room floor, he once again has a flash in his head, and feels more confused than ever. To be continued..
As his eyes are now focused his throat is as dry as a desert, as he struggles to speak. "Am.. "Amber?" he finally musters enough energy to speak out loud. "Yes, Mitch, it's me" she says back to him. As he stares into her brown eyes, she smiles at him. "Are you ok?" she asks. "I..I..don't know" he says back to her. As he rests his head back on the hard living room floor, he once again has a flash in his head, and feels more confused than ever. To be continued..
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