Here's where we started...
I'm falling, and falling, I'm screaming for help, but nobody hears me, and I know it.
I can't know if I'm falling too slow or if this whole is too deep, because I can stand up. Suddenly, some memories of mine start to record in the walls, I can see when I lost my father, I was 3 years old, and now, 15 years had passed since then; then, more, more and more memories have being recorded in the wall.
Suddenly, a gas that changes of color appears while I'm still falling.
"God, what's this?!" I asked to God while coughing.
I'm starting to sleep, I think it was because of the gas that came out from the walls.
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The World Behind The Mirror
פנטזיהBOOK 1 Just when the world get against you, the most impossible things on earth can happen. This is a story about a girl of 18 years old who have a difficult life in school and family, she lived all alone and without friends. One day she found a mir...
