I layed down in the little alleyway. Liz hasn;t been answering. I was alone. I shivered pulling my hood up. i threw a paper towel and it smolered. let me die of fire. Im a weak flame, not going back. not smart rae. not smart. go to sleep. dont wake up.

A/N ok. So I hav writer's block for this story.. I might make a sequel but someone would hav 2 spark an idea. Use the comment boxy thingg! otherwise, ur imagination is the ending. Tell me what ur idea is so i could try 2 make a sequil. I promise ill try!