So I didn't believe the witch so I told her I didn't. She then said, "Girl you have something coming to you. " I laughed and she cackled. Her voice sounded like a million glasses were shattering, one after another. I was offered a glass of this green liquid I was drunk so I didn't care. I took a sip. It tasted like cough syrup and vinegar. I hated the taste and it instantly made me hallucinate. My wrist was feeling like a block of ice. I started crying as the girl who claimed to be a whitch walked off cackling. I then passed out. The next day I woke up, in my bed at home feeling awful. I get up and I feel inhuman. I feel like I could never die. I look at my wrist in simplest shock I couldn't believe what I had seen.
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The Curse
FantasyIf there was no time would life have meaning? Would there be such thing as time at all if we had no life? Does Blair have enough time to last in time?
