Glaub nicht alles was du siehst!

Glaub nicht alles was du siehst!

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"Ich glaube daran" sagte sie und sah in seine Dunkelblauen Augen. "Ich glaube an dich und an das was du bist und werde es immer tun. Stoß mich nicht weg, ich liebe dich" sagte sie in einem verzweifelten Ton aber er war verschwunden ohne auch nur ein Wort zu sagen. ~Ich, Raven 16, gehe in die zehnte Klasse. Meine besten Freunde sind alle eine Stuffe über mir und aus meiner Klasse gibt es keinen der mich leiden kann. Vielleicht liegt es daran dass ALLE denken ich wäre verrückt. Aber niemand glaubt mir. Ich sah ihn eines Nachts aber noch nicht mal er wollte mit erklären, was hier passierte. Oder anders gesagt was er ist. Seitdem spielt meine ganze Welt verrückt und scheint auseinander zu brechen~
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Jenny and I were way ahead of the others. He was talking but I was thinking and ignored him. Instead I was enjoying the beauty of nature, looking at all the beautiful trees. Then suddenly one of the trees caught my attention. It was very big, tall, and beautiful. For some reason I was immediately attracted to it. I stopped in front of it and observed it. My boyfriend was still mumbling. I reached out and touched the tree. Then I realized there was writing on it. It looked like someone had carved it with a knife, but the letters looked too good to be made by someone carelessly. Unless they are an artist or something. PINTU KE DUNIA LAIN. "I wonder what's written there," Jenny said. "Entrance to another world," I said, staring at the words. "How do you know what's written there? What language is it?" "I don't know. Somehow, it seems familiar." "How?" "I don't know." I began to feel the words on the tree, then I began to trace the words with my finger. Jenny clung to me as usual. When I traced the last letter of the last word, suddenly a blue light appeared. The light grew into a large ring around the pitch black portal. Without understanding why, I moved towards it. Jenny tried to stop me but she was small and I was strong. We both disappeared from where we stood. Then fell to the ground in the forest. But this forest was different. This was definitely not America.

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