Hello dear readers! Disclaimer, there is violence and a tw on depression, abnormal thoughts. Etc.
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Girlish squeals overtook my room as girls from other rooms flooded the back area. I sat annoyed for a moment then listened in on two particularly loud girls,"It's Shannon! He said he was gonna sneak in the girls cabin tonight- do you think that's him?" One girl pointed out of the window-like door,"No! Over there- in that bush!". I was getting a bit scared by now, you see earlier at lunch I had seen a flash of nighttime appear in my vision. It was dark outside and in a bush not far away sat two boys that seemed to be in their teens. One boy wore a dark and dirty orange jacket with this hood up while the other wore a navy blue jacket that managed to cover his face. The vision ended and I was shaken up the rest of the day. I knew whatever was outside of our cabin was not a thirsty boy looking for his girlfriend. I sat frozen on my bed and waited for the horrid chatter to stop- it's almost lights out for god's sakes! Soon the girls left and I willed myself to at the very least close my eyes. Sleep took hold of me eventually and I ended up sleeping harder than I had ever before. My cousin woke me that morning with quite the tale to tell; she told me that at 12:00 am she had woken up with a horrible nosebleed. Seems normal enough...right? Naahhhh, just so happened that I was sCREAMING IN MY SLEEP ALL WHILE THIS WHEN DOWN. She told me that I thrashed around in my tangled sheets yelling,"bLOOD, DONT TOUCH MY BLOOD- DONT TAKE MY BLOOD" greeeat....'-'...
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I'm Not Crazy
ParanormalAfter years of mental breaking a boy, simply the age of thirteen fears he's lost his mind. A favorable source once told this boy that he was meant to do great, great things. Just not humanely.
