Monochrome princess POV-
Watching game of thrones. I am khaleessi. Or at least I wanna be, I am the mother of dragons. Putting my head down on my pillow, so soft I haven't slept properly in so long.
My eyes close so I open them and I urn the TV of putting all the food on the floor. Going to sleep. Hoping my dreams aren't bad or horrific..... Spoke to soon.....
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Walking through the woods to the oak tree. Mummy's ran away. She'd come here. She told me to keep this place between us, we always had secrets. Glancing upwards catching sight of the oak tree, when I have to stop.
My mind goes blank, feeling myself become almost like a mannequin. Following walking towards the tree, I don't blink. I can hear a wailing voice. A hiss like a whisper, whispering a name.
That name is stitched to my lips, I need to breathe to scream to remove those stitches. I need to scream. Scream.
"Marissa!!!!!!" My scream echoes loudly looking over at the tree I see my mums dead body.
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Monochrome Princess
Teen FictionDull, bleak, colourless a couple of words to describe Montgomery highschool's monochrome princess whom everyone gave the nickname as she always wears black, white and if she feels colourful silver or grey. The new boy comes to school and is interest...
