I was six years old when I died. My sister was eleven. My parents were younger than thirty. But we all died. And it's not fair! Some people live to be a hundred, and they die peacefully. We didn't. We were murdered! This is my story, my life story, and I need to share it. Before I fade away, it needs to be told. But let me tell you, this story was set in a faraway country which I have forgotten the name of. But it's no surprise because this story was also set 500 years ago. Do you believe me? Well I don't blame you if you don't. But in my time the borderline between reality and magic was so thin, it barely even existed. But I'm not saying magic is real. Because my story isn't magic, yes it's unbelievable, but it's not magic. Because if it was, none of this would have happened. But time is running out. I have to hurry. I'm fading. I'm fading fast...
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FOREVER MAY
FantasiMay is a six year old girl with a happy family. But not for long. In her country, a civil war has started and as May's dad is the ambassador, he is caught right in the middle of it. The sinister rebels want him dead, but this blood thirsty group wil...
