Lately I've had these terrible dreams. Just to put it out bluntly. No, but seriously they are messed up. Okay so I can't exactly see what's happening during them because the air is clouded with heavy smoggy smoke. I can smell things burning and I'm going to guess there's a lot of dead bodies lying around because the smell of rotting flesh is very strong. There's blood covering the walls and on the grounds where I played when I was little. Owww gosh what did I trip over? Oh dear Lord....I just tripped over my own dead body. Wait. How am I dead if I'm right here? Oh right a dream I forgot. Everything feels so real. Wait I can see people. They're still alive. Soldiers it looks like with guns. Big guns. We're all going to die.
(First fully fictional story, all stories I will write are some what fictional, but this is all totally fiction. How do you like it? Leave comments below and if yay great I'll keep going, nay okay I gave it a shot.)
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The Time Is Ticking
Mystère / ThrillerA young girl who sees the future...She sees the end coming and when she tries to protect them...No one listens. A story about a 14 year old girl who says the end is near, but if they listen they have time to stop it from happening.
