I walk back and forth,trying to figure this whole thing out. I look down at my feet to see a puddle of water dripping down my cold bare legs. I strip my dress off, and place on black ripped jeans, and a green camo jacket that was way to big. It must be Hunters. I rap my head around in a towel, to dry my hair. How did Isaac know about my dream!? I fall onto a wooden chair that I made a few years ago. This does not make any sense! I wanted to yell out loud. I grab Hunters boots he left here all the time.I pull them on tighting them all the way so they don't fall off. I stand up, grabbing a old bag. I stuff in clothes that where left in the fort after we hunt. I throw it on my shoulder, and grab my bow. I jump out the window , racing through the woods fighting the bitter air. Next stop, out of this town.
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The Throne Of Norrea
خيال (فانتازيا)COMPLETED: UNDER EDITING ** " Mom I'm just a normal teen!" I yell . "But what if your not."mom says in a whisper yell. "What do you mean!?"I say back.** Ashley is not a normal 16 year old. She is the next heir to the throne. She has a lot of work...
