"What in the world does this have to do with an Outcast?" I said aloud.
Then, the ocean turned red and I heard screaming. When I looked up at the sky, clouds began to form.
I looked back at the distance from the shore, and it started raining blood. The rain had begun to make me drown, and I realized I needed to swim to shore. I started to swim as fast as I could to get there, but the screaming started up again and it sounded like it was right behind me. When I turned around, there was that girl again.
"I know your brother, is there a reason why you're screaming?" I asked looking at her out of breath.
Her screams stopped along with the rain, and she said curiously, "You know my brother?"
"Yes, I do. He misses you a lot." I said.
"Does he know I'm dead?" She asked innocently.
"Yes and he regrets it." I answered. I then realized how I was talking to a dead girl who's brother I was about to marry.
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Outcast
حركة (أكشن)Hi, my name is Sierra. I live in Tennessee, and I am an outcast. When I was about 15 years old, people would always know that I didn't belong. But, now I do... In a different world.
