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Never do I fear of things. But this morning, I fear of much more than nothing. I fear of my own death.
*Two Days Earlier*
My eyes open to see the sights of the plastered magazine articles all across the walls of my room. Some of the fakest pop stars glare at me like i'm some sort of statue. *Yawn*
I get out of my bed sheets and hop over to my closet while I rip one of my pant legs off of my right leg. Black shirt, blue jeans. My regular. After i'm done, i'll go down stairs and eat myself a good heaping of cereal.
"Ah" I whisper. Out the window I can see the sun piercing through the clouds. Just a regular basic day. Day 167 out of 365 days a year. Never did I know that I'd be hearing this just a few seconds later.
"Where's the body?"
~September 17, 2017
YOU ARE READING
the new me .
Mystery / Thrillerwhen Zelda finds out a dark secret that her family has been hiding, she is forced to give up on her previous life, and start a whole new one.
