Chapter 1: Nightmare
“Come on Riles! Your so slow!” Trever laughed as he ran across the field I chased him around so many times before, Trever was my Cousin, he lived with my grandpa, in a farm deep in the woods of Wisconsin.
Trever was always so much faster then I was, his speed almost seemed unhuman, but maybe years of Track made him a fast runner.
Trever was a decent guy, age of 16, fluffy brown hair that blew in the wind so gracefully, beautiful deep Jade green colored eyes, and a pale face of a god.
I had this dream so many times before,...
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