Mya's Dream

Mya's Dream

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I was following my friend up a mountain right? And when I got all the way up there, I for some reason flew up in the air and flew back. I hit rocks and sticks and branches and when I got down there, I got up and looked up at the top of the mountain to see my friend, and somehow she was a super fast human and got down this mountain super fast, and I tried talking to her and she wouldn't listen, I punched her and she didn't feel it, she ran back home with her superhuman speed and I tried following her but it was no use. When I finally reached the house she went to, I barged in and no one saw me or anything I did, they just saw the door swing open, and they ,ofc, blamed it on the wind. I started picking up food and dropping it and they got a little creeped out. I honestly didn't know if I was dead or invisible or if this was a ahead of time prank and they planned my fall. I just didn't know what to do. Then thats when I started crying. And couldn't stop. My friend started coming towardsme and she said hey, and i was like you can see me and she said yea and everyone else can to. She brought me out into the living room, and the others looked at her like she was crazy. After a week or two of my family looking for me, everyone could see me again. And I was afraid of high places ever since. THE END
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I saw her and thought she beautiful and thought I could trick her into trusting me. I can get on her good side and then kill her. I walked over to her. She was so beautiful and vulnerable, she trusted me. -a week later- She trusted me enough now to invite me into her house. She told me she was going to go change in her room so I made my way over to the kitchen. She came down asking if I was hungry. "Yes I am, but not for food" " What do you mean?" I lifted the knife over my head and said " I mean I hungry for justice." and I stabbed her. It went through her chest and her heart. She was dead. After I cleaned her up I cleaned up the house with bleach. There was no traces left of the murder. Except her, or so I thought.

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