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Dreams of a Forgotten Past

Dreams of a Forgotten Past

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I gazed into the mirror; looking into my own eyes. Something was wrong with this whole picture. I felt as if I was living someone else's life. I went through the everyday routines but it just didn't feel right. I had always blamed it on stupid teenage mood swings, but there was more to it then that. All of the nightmares. They had seemed so real; as if I had lived through them. The young man who told me he loved me. It was the only time I'd heard those three words and felt completely at ease. He had to be more than a figment of my imagination. No, I wasn't crazy. There was something going on and I was going to find out what.
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"Why? Why me?" I said. Why is it my fate that has to be upside down? "You should be happy. Every women will die to be in your place." The jerk in front of me said, smirking. "Well, I am not every women." I snapped. I should never looked at him. "I will make sure that regret bringing me here." I snapped coldly. He looked unfazed. "Are you challenging me?" His voice was masculine. Manly. "Priscilla." He chuckled as he looked at me. I tried to free my hand. The rope was tied very hard. "You were the only women who caught my eyes, baby girl." He said as he placed his hand on my cheek. "My bad luck." I muttered under my breath. "I warned your mother." He continued. "I told her to hide you. I informed her that if I see you again I won't hold back." He whispered. I felt my stomach do somersaults. "Why am I here?" I asked. My voice bold. "You will come to know soon." He replied back. He was way too close. "Aiden." I whispered. He was staring right into my eyes. "I am sorry." He apolozised. I looked at him confused. Suddenly, I felt something sharp cut through my stomach as pain hit my body. I felt the blood running down. He stabbed me... ***************************** My mom used to tell me that I should never look into someone's eyes not knowing them. She told me about this king who ruled the hell. He was a king who had no Queen. He never wanted a Queen. It was said that he will meet his Queen one day. That Angel will be the one who will tempt him to look into her eyes. It can be anyone. From that day feared one never dared to look at him. Once the Queen meets eyes with the King her life will turn upside down...

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