《Ruby_eyes》prologue - the day i died from a stone.
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The day was colder than usual with the late autumn wind blowing into my hair, in turn whipping me continuously all day with no end.
On this day I was to meet my 'many, many' friends near the old well on the outskirts of town, when I got there all '2' of my friends were there waiting for me.
(Friend 1):"what took you so long Ruby, you took the bet that you could jump the well, or were you lying just to get us to come here and laugh at you."
(Ruby) "yeah, yeah, make sure you have my fiver when I clear it easily"
after saying this Ruby pulled her jeans up and got up on the rim of the stone well before breathing deeply.
(Friend 2): " well you going to do it or what?"
(Ruby): "shut up I’m gon. . ."
as she was speaking one of the stones under her feet becomes dislodged causing the whole well to collapse, taking her with it.
(Ruby): "WHHAAAAAAAA-aaaaaa . . ." ('SMASH!!')
the two friends at the top of the well, after seeing the girl fall rush to the edge to look for her with one of them starting yelling,
(friend 1): " RUBY ARE YOU STILL ALIVE"
before they see into the darkness and finds the body of Ruby with pieces of wood around her head covered in blood they look at her corpse with faces that show sadness.
(Ruby's last thoughts) - as I fell down the well my life flashed before my eyes and I realize my life sucked; bad family, bad neighbourhood , little money, dying young, at least theirs a silver-lining 'no more school'-
as her body hits the bottom of the well, her head hits an old discarded bucket making it so shards of wood penetrate her skull killing her brain near instantly but with her last moments she makes a joke in her mind,
(Ruby): -its seems I've kicked the bucket-
>prologue end<
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