In the truck I was the only one in the back. I started thinking about my life and the people I killed. Its been a year. I'm 14 now. That's hard to believe, at least for me. I started thinking about how I got myself in to this mess.
Back when I was a 13 year old girl. I dressed like a boy. I went to a store...or was it a bank? Some sort of anger washed over me while I was there. I started screaming and people stared, I wished for them to stop. The next thing I knew people were exploding into tiny human meat chucks. It was so fun watching them explode, hearing all their screams. There was blood everywhere.
It was fun until the cops came.
They asked me how I killed all those people. I said "They were just too easy to kill!" I started laughing. They thought I was crazy and put me in a asylum.
After awhile the truck stopped. I hear two people talking but, I can't tell what about. The door opened and sunlight bursted in. It's the guy from before. He jumps in and starts to cut the straps off the stretcher. Then he cut the jacket sleeves so I can have them shorter so I can have my arms free. "Kid I going to tell you this. What you did at that store a year ago was magic. You should know this. I'm going to use magic to make this truck look like it crash. I'll put dead animals around and use magic to make it look like we died here. Wait here OK?" I sat down as he worked. "Let's go." He said when he finished. "Where?" I replied. "To your new home." He said and started to walk into a forest. So I followed him.
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Her Dark World
HorrorA girl with magic that is growing strong will become one with her darkness. A man helps her escape and rule over the new world.
