11:11
Sitting in the airy corridors of the hospital for yet another appointment. Waiting to see whether her sister was sick or not.
Vomiting and headaches meant that there was indeed a problem with her. And all of the kids that were walking past her were very sick.
They all looked like they were half dead. But one girl caught her attention.
She had blood spewing from many parts of her torso. And a large cut on her head that was painting the pillow in an imperfect, gruesome picture.
The words coming from her mouth sent a chill down Xzarra's spine. Words that should never be thought about let alone uttered were being shouted.
I don't want to be alive! Let me die! She screamed.
Xzarra came from a very religious background. Islam is indeed one of the very staunch religions. And she felt like she had to pray for this girl. So she went to the shrine, covered her head and prayed.
But little did she know that the one above was listening to her that day. That was the hardest she had ever prayed but the question is, did it work?
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Teen Fiction3 stories collide in so many different ways it's hard to explain. Life forces this unlikely trio together, just in time for the biggest challenge they have ever faced. The end of the world is approaching, and they don't have much time to stop it.
