When woke up I was on my stomach and I could feel something poking at my back, so I took my shirt off and not a second after roses protruded out of the cuts on my back. The thorns tore my back up, and I was losing so blood fast all I could do is scream. My dad shot up at the sound of my blood curdling screams, he ran outside to me and placed his hand on my back and the next thing I knew I was out... again. I'm now realizing how much I'm passing out these days...
By the time I woke up it was the next day and I was in a panic trying to get ready for school when my dad walked in, "You're gonna take the day off," He said with a smirk, the same smirk he has when he is up to something. "Get dressed and meet me in the car"
"Hmm... I wonder... " I went to go open the book but when I grabbed it I noticed the book had a lock on it . I sighed then walked downstairs to go out the front door. I went over to the car and got in but something was off about the seat. I turned around to look but nothing seemed off. I looked at my back and there was a blue rose poking out of the back side of my shirt. "What the?" I mumbled. "Hey hey don't freak out" My dad said trying to keep me calm. "Yes because it's normal for roses to grow out of my back." I said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. "Just don't strain yourself, okay? Also don't try to cut them off, they are a part of your circulatory system" He stated, seemingly not caring. I decided to crawl into the back seat and lay on my stomach so the thorns don't stab me. The roses where actually a little more nice to have around the smell they gave off reminded me of a cake my mom made, I can't tell you how good it was I think it was called a slutty cake. Not the ideal name I would pick but nice.
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The Madness of Magic
Fantasia boy who once lived an ordinary life comes into possession of a book that his grandfather gave him on his death bed and was only allowed to read it when he turned 14 now the time has come.... new parts every Saturday
