Paris's pov:
What have I just agreed on. killing people, this can't be real. of course it's not real, I wake up and somebody comes up to me telling me I'm Harry Potter's descendant. Tyrone or whatever his name is has gone bonkers. I seriously don't understand anything and why am I not waking up from this night mare. but then again this might be the slightest bit true. you never know what the world has in store for you. this actually a bit exciting, what if it is true I can learn spells and magic And I bet it's awesome being as special as Harry potter. what am I saying it's going to be horrid, I'd have to kill people and I'll have to fight against Denol. all I have to do is pray.
YOU ARE READING
Heaven on a cloud
FantasyI'm not dead am I ? I don't think so cause I can feel the cold wind hitting me while I'm basically floating or being Carried high up in the air . Is this a sign ? Is someone messing with me ?
