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Only luck has kept me alive so far.
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"Bethany look!" My sister smiled, holding the pony toy and making it run. I giggled. "Isn't it exciting? You're turning nine tomorrow." She laughed, her icy blue eyes bore into mine. I nodded along, colouring with her Copic markers. She always let me use her things.
My mom peeked into the room, and winked at my sister. She winked back, and I tilted my head in confusion. My sister then whispered to me. "I have a great present for you tomorrow, I just know you'll love it."
I woke up cold, my feet completely asleep. I felt little drops of water falling on me from the cave roof. I turned to the left, seeing a mysterious figure. Their face was turned towards the mouth of the cave. "H-hello?" I asked fearfully, they turned around.
His deep brown eyes looked into mine, and his brown hair was wet, probably from the rain. Thunder crashed from outside, and I gasped. He smiled at me. "Bethany, look." He held up a pony doll. "What do you want from me?" I shivered, he just winked. Lightning crashed, and he was gone.
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Painted Rain (an original story)
RomanceOne, two, three, four, five. Five people gone missing, and nobody knows why. Six, they said. Six need to go missing for the police department to search for them. One more person. One girl who decided to get lost. A girl called Bethany. Everything sh...
