The beautiful princess Shakira is cursed.
Whispers are calling her. She has no idea that the whispers are indeed an enemy that will threat her entire kingdom. But when one day, Shakira realises that her kingdom is preparing for facing war, she needs...
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I looked at the clock. Time struck faster every second. It was almost time for war to begin. I WAS DOOMED.I was going to die for sure. This war is going to fall. I just knew it. And trust me, it will fall.
Hurt and angry, I tried punching my own bed and scolding myself like shit but that only made me meet my breakdown. I cried buckets of tears, even wetting my own blanket! My tears cascaded so quickly that I had to get a knife out of my pocket. It was time to suicide.
One part of me was like wanting to go to hell. But the other part of me was like no. This is all going too fast. How could I go to hell? In fact, should I even dare attempt to go to hell?!! I had only one choice. It was either that or eternal life.
But, how?!! How could I possibly get fucking killed?!! By throwing a knife at myself?!! I didn't even dare want to try. So, I dropped the knife in my gripped hand and sobbed myself to sleep.
