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I dony have a name for it. but it is a mix between the maze runner and the hungar games...... so help me!

It's something I recently saw in a dream not sure if I'm gonna continue it or not. It about the doctor being able to jump back in time using a a small red ball inserted inside himelf. After having a child it seems that her gens where altred due to her father inplanting the tool inside him self. The organization that her father help create is now trying to understand how her body and mind works. While she is trying to save what's left of her father.

A short story about two people who come together and share a special moment. ~ ~ This was a cute thing I came up with based off a dream. It's really short and I wrote it for fun a while ago and then forgot about it. I just came across it while cleaning out my computer and didn't want to get rid of it forever so I decided to come to wattpad and post it here. Hope you enjoy :)

Read the story if you want to know what's it about . warning - it's weird and might not make sense. *Completed* P.S: the story plot and characters, as well as the pictures, are all mine.

So I kinda just woke up and I remember this dream I had so now I'm making this. probably won't make sense and I'm sorry for that but I hope you enjoy anyway. Also none of the art is mine credits to the artists who made them👍

In a world we're kids with ability's is rare and are treated like freaks, slaves or pets. Their is one place where they can come together and live as one with out the worries of being randomly attacked. Asher ColdHeart is one of these kids. You will see the life that she's lived. The people she meets the friends she makes and maybe even a lover or two. This is the story of a kid who lost so much, but can still smile. What will happen when new monsters that can't be controlled run around and kill. Will Ashe and the others help or will they leave the humans to die for their selfish ways. (Please I know the description is bad, but just read the story. After all not everything can be judged by its cover and description.)

its about a girl who's husband to be forgot about her. its not finish yet

Everything familiar is now unfamiliar. I don't remember, I don't. All I know is that I miss the bird. I miss the feeling of it's body in my hands. I miss its neck, the way it was open and bare, and broken. It was beautiful, it was sickening. Am I scared? Or is this feeling one of utter nothingness? Well, I guess it doesn't really matter. Anyways,