Cant control

Cant control

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Hi im dream Stanley and im not a normal teenager Some say i have issues and others say i have problems but really Im a pationiest its when i feel Emotions i have this power of energy when i can do anything Lets say i got Angrey because people were throwing fire balls at me i have this defense thing When i get upset or angry my hair goes purple and my eyes glow white And with that i have so much power! But when im not in that energy powerthing Im a strong witch but not the best i can be! What will dream chose if its between her family living or doing something So Evil........ Read to Find out more
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I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.

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