This is a fictional story.
Absolutely 100% fake. However, if you recognize yourself in these words, relate to the unexplainable things that happen in your life too, you should probably not do what I did.
After all, I ended up as a monster.
But before all that, my life was one big routine. Sure, little big things happened once in awhile, but nothing involved or even concerned me. Okay, wait, backtrack, that sounded selfish. But it is. How could you blame me for wanting something to happen?
Although this is overused, you really should be careful of what you wish for.
Before I talk about the present, with me running to my death, I should probably explain why I'm running to my death. It started on a boringly normal day.
Cue the shimmering flashback thing.
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Extraordinarily Ordinary
Teen FictionIt wasn't suppose to be this way. Something was wrong with her. Everything was supposed to be normal. She was supposed to be normal. Except she wasn't. And she's tired of fighting against destiny. This time, she's going to accept it. Heck, even e...
