I walked into tthe house with mom. "Sweetie, you need rest." she said, touching my shoulder. i sighed and dumped my backpack beside the door, walking up the stairs. i went into my room and jumped on the bed and pulled off my shoes. I rolled over and looked out the window at the woods outside. Nothing has ever happened like that. Ever. But i was tired and i had a headache, so i rolled back over and fluffed my pillow and drifted off into long awaited sleep.
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FantasySynna wasn't normal. She was okay with that. Her powers were evil. But she's never saw them in action. Could her powers actually be useful in the gloomy world of Synna's mind?
