(fay's pov)
I can see that text... "fay's pov"... My point of view? Maybe the nightmare was the truth... Oh well time to wake up right don't wanna waste the reader's time.. That's what the people are called readers... I hate it but you came here to read my story to read what I do to posably ship people together or simp for characters ugh simp I hate just saying that word but let me wake up for you to be able to enjoy me heh.
I wake up looking at the ceiling I know they are there but it's to late to react I think-
"Sweety there is a package for you!"
Mom calls out I know she probably isn't real like me but I walk down the stairs trying to act normal,
"I will go upstairs,ok mom ?"
I smile to my mom she nods and I go upstairs closing my door I hold the small box and open it.. In side there was a necklace a necklace with a small bottle on it and a note
'fill this bottle with the blood of everyone you can to break free from the book'
Ah book that's what I am a digital book on a phone or tablet
I put on the necklace with a new taste to kill I try and ignore it but this can mean freedom freedom from this stupid world i smile at the new found plan new found way to get out the promise of freedom makes me hungry...
Hungry for blood
YOU ARE READING
°~Who would have thought?~°
Short Story(cover not mine) A short story about a demigirl called fay who has a normal life supportive parents, friends and a best friend who she loves being around but everything turns after something happens, of course she can't say but will you be able to h...
