Many Worlds

Many Worlds

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Autumn just wanted to live a normal life. Get married, have kids, and then die at the age of 90 in the bedroom, alseep. Orphaned at a young age, she never realized how she looked exceptionally younger then other people her same age. By the age of 20 she looked 20, by the age of 30 she looked 20, by the age of 50 she looked 20. Something was wrong. At the age of 90, she expected to die, but she looked 20, felt 20, and acted like 20. That's when she met a man on a bicycle, he gave her a necklace, told her that she's immortal and that if she wants to die, to start over in life, she has to find the blue elixir. "It's on a planet, in one of the 100 dimensions" he said. "How do I get their?" she asked. "Use the necklace" he said fading out of existince.
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"...I don't draw on my body to make myself look badass, no, it was never that way. I see you glance at them whenever your sister comes in. You're interested and don't deny that, Mr. Look and Stay Silent." There was a girl, a reserved girl who worked five out the seven days of a week at a nail salon. She had artistic skills, which inspired her to spread her artistic love on her body. Some held a secret. Some held a memory. And some were just for a small smile to be produced any day. Then there was a boy, a reserved boy who had trouble with emotions and was seen wandering the halls of the school, only ever having his eyes on the floor he walked on. He had scars. One held his dark, haunting past that made his nonexistent tears fall. His scars made him frown, made his lips tremble, made his mouth form into a terrifying scowl. So when you place that one girl and that one boy in a room, what do you get? A journey. Started: 10/25/19 Ended: 01/20/20

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