I fell into a routine. This was my routine:
Wake up
Breakfast
Experiment 13 Tests
School
Lunch
School
Training
Dinner
Training
Experiment 13 Tests
Sleep
Nightmares
Even though during my hours while I was awake, where I could put my mind on other things, I couldn't escape the horrible nightmares while I was asleep. I would always wake up screaming.
So that was my routine. For quite a few years. For my fifthteenth, sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth birthdays. And every year, on the day Mieary died, I was allowed to go to an outside garden, and I'd plant her favourite kind of plant. A fushia blue eyes. I missed her so much.
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Book 1: Eyes of the Dead Don't Lie
RomantizmRival groups of scientists compete create an experiment that brings the dead back to life. Phoenix Firenza is the first unlucky soul to be brought back. Things go great, until a horrifying accident that traumatizes Phoenix. She becomes distant and a...
