"NO!!" I screamed, as I saw him come down on Helena. The cold wind rang in my ears, and the ocean below the ridge of the mountain grew louder and louder. I tried to run, but I couldn't. My feet were glued to the ground. Tears began to creep out of my eyes, and I could soon taste the salty drips. Then everything went black and all I knew was that I was falling. And Helena was no longer screaming.
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The Forgotten Past: Aavna
AdventureThe past makes you who you are. It forms you as a person. Except we spend the first few years of our lives (which becomes the past) is in a fog. We don't remember anything from those years- and normally it is not a problem. Except in Aavna's case, s...
