"Readers, I'm still not dead yet." I said with a smile
As I open my eyes, I felt warm and firm. But, I felt arkward by the gasp of heavy breath and loud grunt.
"That is it, I have had it!!!!" wined a young, calmed voice.
A sound of a witchly, manly, and heavy laugh burst loudly.
"Your too weak to carry her, that is why it explains that you can't even drag a bag of rice within a yard from that hill." it struggles to speak in its laughter.
I open my eyes real wide, raise my head, and kick my legs as if I were swimming.
"WWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I yelled with tears running down my cheeks.
Then I hit the face of a boy that was carrying me, whose hair is dark black and a mysterious, purple eyes and was wearing a white baggy T-shirt and black jeans.
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