I then passed out.I guess,I don't know,but I was gone 5 seconds..She said I ran outside and then she found me in my room.I looked at my body.The scrapes....They stopped bleeding..like,like,like someone had sucked the blood off......My mom brought me in a cake.''Happy Birthday Dear..You are 18 now.''
''Right,haha,I uhhh I know that..''
My mom said alot of kind words and then left.I looked out the window and saw the boy.I almost screamed.I suddenly am liking the idea to move to the apartment...