Wither
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sat, Jul 26, 2014
I clutch my chest, my blood is pounding in my ears and the unbearable pain washes through my body. I fall to the ground whimpering and groaning from all of the pain. It's indescribable. "Oh no Rose!!" I feel someone hovering over me with worried glance. I look up for a second to see the familiar blue eyes now turning full silver from how much anger that is producing in him. I then shut my eyes and whimper and cry from the unbearable pain that had taken over my body. I try to move around but I can't. I try kicking and everything, something has to work but I just stay frozen with a smirk planted on my face.
Wait... I'm not even controlling my body! The pain suddenly subsided then I let out a sigh. Wait my body did not do that.
My body involuntary stands up to face my friend who looks realived but also confused by my sudden break down and now my body is smirking towards him? How can this happen?
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