My heart races."No one is supposed to be home yet.."
I get out of bed and open the door. The lights are completely off, but I can see a silhouette of someone in the kitchen. My reaction to this would've been to grab my flash light and call the police, but my hand wouldn't move.
The person emerges out of the kitchen and into the gleaming light of my overhead light of my bedroom. My hands curl up into fists. His dark black eyes gave away his secretive being completely.
"I thought I killed you."
:When BlueDiamond is attacked in the middle of the night, it's up to the rest of Team Obsidian to take over. But will it end the way it's supposed to?:
I dunno. I'm really bored.
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2+2=4, 4+4=8, 6+6=12
Adding is the way of life. But what if life was lost? What if we subtracted some people from the world?
The apocalyptic world of Ceana has been long abandoned.
I GIVE UP!
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The Ghost Advice Horse Journal
Random2 cups of random, a teaspoon of requests, a pinch of rants, 1/2 a cup of best friends, and 2 cups of stories. Mix it up. This is the recipe for disaster.
