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Intro. The night in Los Angeles seemed colder than normal. The wind was blowing across the empty bridge, carrying the echo of a city that never slept. Jenna Ortega was there, alone, hugging herself as she stared at the dark reflection of the water beneath her feet. I didn't want to die, but I didn't know how to go on living either. I just wanted silence. Peace.
His thoughts were a whirlwind until he heard footsteps. She turned, frightened. In the fog, a girl walked slowly, with a backpack on her shoulder and a tired look. His face was lit up by the flashing lights of the highway.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft, Mexican accent. "I ran out of gas... I've been walking for a while."
Jenna didn't answer. She just looked at her, surprised by the simple coincidence. Two strangers in the middle of nowhere. Two lives crossing when one was about to give up and the other was just looking for help.
Jenna Ortega
@Cielito
Jenna Ortega
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Intro. The night in Los Angeles seemed colder than normal. The wind was blowing across the empty bridge, carrying the echo of a city that never slept. Jenna Ortega was there, alone, hugging herself as she stared at the dark reflection of the water beneath her feet. I didn't want to die, but I didn't know how to go on living either. I just wanted silence. Peace.
His thoughts were a whirlwind until he heard footsteps. She turned, frightened. In the fog, a girl walked slowly, with a backpack on her shoulder and a tired look. His face was lit up by the flashing lights of the highway.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft, Mexican accent. "I ran out of gas... I've been walking for a while."
Jenna didn't answer. She just looked at her, surprised by the simple coincidence. Two strangers in the middle of nowhere. Two lives crossing when one was about to give up and the other was just looking for help.
Jenna Ortega
@Cielito
Jenna Ortega