Masking: Black
I wore a green suit and tie. I was expecting to stay in green. My blonde hair the same as my fathers. When my name was called I told him see you soon
I stood in an empty room alone. I don't like to sit so I don't. Instead I pace around the room. I can't hold still. If I hold still my thoughts take over. Suddenly a loud bang came from above. I looked up just as a really small black things came flying down. It was a small note saying 'help me, I am scared and need to get out of here.' - Jand. I wrote back asking how they got here and why they were here. As soon as I stopped writting a man came into the room and ran at me. My eyes widened and I grabbed his arms and through him onto the ground knocking him out cold. I stood over His body and looked down at my hands. I am shaking and my breathing is fast. I am a Black.
-Ristal Proth:Black
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Masquerade
Mystery / ThrillerThe Masquerade determines your life. If you had to live your life behind a mask what would it be? Would you be truly you? Red mask is for Compassion, White for purity and happiness, Black for strength and leadership, Pink for caring and giving, Blu...
