You were walking home late at night, when you suddenly saw a girl crying on the side of the road.

You ran up to her, and knelt in front of her, asking where her parents were.

She sniffled.

“I don’t have any, I live with my brother- he nots far..I’m just scared to go alone.”

She sobbed, and you took her hand, telling her you’ll take her.

It was a long walk, and she eventually got tired, so when you arrived, she was in your arms, showing the way. You found out her name was Dani.

You recognized the house, like you had been there before, but you didn’t know how you knew, or where you knew it from.

You rang the doorbell, and a boy your age stepped out, he was wearing jeans, a white t shirt, and a dark purple jacket, but you couldn’t see his face.

He gasped, and took her from you, without even looking at you, and he held her tight, hugging her.

Just as you were about to leave, the little girl pointed you out,

“She helped me home.”

The boy looked up at you instantly, and you finally saw his face. It was Max Dennison, a boy at your school, and your ex.