And after that, she went home alone. I Am a rare girl, not a plain, old, simple girl, a rare girl. Then I realized that is what my mom meant. She knew all along she knew I was special. I was the one from the prophecy then it all started to make sense with the figure, with Vanessa that must be the leader. The figure outside the window that day the fire was at my house. He or she must have started the fire to kill me, maybe they knew. I am giving myself a headache so I decided to go to sleep. I dreamed of the figure and Vanessa I dreamed of the person who was outside the window the day of the fire. I saw the person in my dream. It was a girl but something told she didn’t start the fire. For some reason, she looked familiar but I knew I didn’t know her. Or did I. Then I woke up and saw that I was sweating like a lot and my shirt was wet. So I decided to take a shower. When I was done I got out of the tub and started to change. When I was done changing I opened the door and started walking then I stopped, I was like two centimeters away from the bathroom and then something caught my eye inside the bathroom on the wall next to the mirror. I walked forward to it and it was glowing. I stood in front of it and I was so close to touching it just then the doorbell rang. Weird I thought just when I was about to touch it. Then the doorbell rang again. I will touch it one day I thought. And so I ran downstairs to go see who it was.
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TURNING CLOCKS
Short StoryShe was no ordinary girl, she was a very special girl that only comes once every 100,000 years but she didn't know that yet. Warning ⚠: This story will have long and short chapters.
