"Wake up sleeping beauty." Mr. Dee says while coming into my room. I sit up in bed and glare at him. "You couldn't let me sleep." I said angrily. "Sorry, we just have a lot of work to do." He walked out and I got myself dressed. I doubt there would be another projection today. I just put on basic everyday clothes on and walked out the door. Mr. Dee was waiting right outside for me. We walk towards the church, I just don't get why he had to wake me up so early. We only just started this revolution.
"We need to discuss our plans for this revolution." Mr. Dee said.
"Okay. What are your plans?"
"I was thinking that when we win this revolution, you and I could be partners in ruling the world."
"I don't want to have that much power. I don't like controlling people."
"Alright Miss Amara. As you wish."
He got out a map of the world and started making suggestions where we start. "If we take out America first, I feel like we could easily take out the rest." I feel like rest of the world would be hard to get thought, because I would need translators. I'm just going to trust Mr. Dee and hope things work out. He's been planning this out for years. Mr. Dee knows what he's doing. After hours of decisions, he let me go home. I started to walk home, but I didn't feel like going home. I went to a coffee shop and got a cappuccino. I walked to the park and sat on a bench. The little demon children playing on the play ground are very different than the ones back in the other world. I wonder what the children's faces will look like when we start taking over. I can't wait for the day to see the fear in their eyes.
I walked home and went to my room. I turned on the record player and fell in bed. The music here has pretty much always been the same. I think they should have more modernized things thought. The record player looks as if it is about to crumble over. It still works, so I can't complain too much. I can't wait to use the things back in the other world. I'm actually quite glad this revolution is going to happen. I want to go back, not just as a nobody. I want everyone to bow down to me. Especially those who made my life a living hell.
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Through The Mirror
HorrorAmara, a 16 year old girl that never belonged anywhere. Everyone calls her a loner. She doesn't care about what people think of her, she is who she is. The only friend she's ever had was Sarah back when she was seven. Sarah was a spiritual friend, o...
