Chapter 7

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Erica's P.O.V
~dream~
I wake up in a totally new room. Wait....this is the same room I was given when my parents died. The door opens and I turn my head to whoever is coming in. Its...me? The little girl that walks in has bruises and cuts all over her body. Her pink night gown had rips and blood on them. But their was one thing that looked completely different out of everything she had. Her eyes were black and over her face had a scar that ran down her eye all the way to her ear. She runs over to a desk beside the opposite bed from me. She takes out a razor and runs it through her arms. Blood runs over her hand as she cries over the pain. Then she looks over at me. "Run away. Before its too late.." She says faintly as she fades away
~Reality~
I wake up sweating and having tears cross my face. I cover my face, remembering that I used to cut before I knew how to use my powers.
3rd Persons P.O.V
Erica got up and walked up to her suitcase, opening it. When she opened a zipper, a cold shiver went down her spine as she felt the blade for the first time in 5 years. She brought it out, even though it looked fine, she washed it. She washed the edge of the blade which seemed to have blood on it. When she dried it, she ran through her wrist. Tears stung her eyes as they were trying hard to come out, but they didn't
(Sorry for the short chapter. I just cant come up with ideas anymore. Can you guys help me?)

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