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Ben's P.O.V I stood in the middle of the field, the rain making the thick musky smell of mud fill my nostrils. My clothes clung to my back, the wetness had made them look like a second skin imprinted on my body. The wind blew in strong gusts almost like it was trying to throw me off my feet or like it was telling me to leave, telling me to go away from here and not to wait for him. But I wouldn't listen to the winds poisonous whispers today. Today I was doing things my way, I was going to see him, I had to see him. I had already lost him once and it wasn't going to happen again... I swallowed the lump in my throat as I stood with the rest o

A long time ago my mother told me not to believe in fairy tales... "Oh Benjamin! Fairy tales are just childish nonsense!" And I believed her until I met him... A sixteen year old me woke up on a dark,misty night, awoken by a loud wailing sound. I swung my legs out of bed and padded barefoot over to my window, looking out of it I saw our empty driveway, darkness and  a slight blur illuminated by the light from our porch. Being curious, I pulled on my dressing gown and thundered down the stairs, opening the front door and peeing outside. I heard the whimper again and grabbed a torch then stepped outside to search, it had sounded like an inju