"I'm not done with you." Then lazer beams shot out and a blood curling scream echoes around the deserted street, my heart going out to the poor lamb being eating alive by the lion. And then I realised something. That screaming lamb was me. *** It's been a few years since they died. Since they never returned. Since they were never mentioned. But Blossom had seen signs; had nightmares of their predetermined return, and everyone insisted she's hallucinating. Then one day, three new students enrolled to her school. And it all goes downhill from there. Nightmares come alive, dreams turns into realities, and hatred morphs into love. (Rewriting because it was written badly from before, slightly different story plot; don't read if you're not comfortable with slight cussing.)
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