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Prophecy
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There was a girl live in human world her name is Chleopatrah.Many people envy of her because of the perfectionist that this Girl have.When she start to grow there was a difference between in the people around her and in self also she's frightened because they can make a powers through reading the mind of people and talking the language of animals. One day when the leaves falling down chleopatrah stand in front of the mirror and she bothered to saw a scar in her right temperal head.As a matter of fact they have one bird flying and sent her one letter that can probably change the life she have which is far way from that civilization and to get out the miserable treat in the hand of her family.Chleopatrah immediately discover the legend of her life.She knows that faith is bigger than fear.After the past century of the Great war the prophecy remain silent and it should happen again.Wait for the right time! Do you think chleopatrah will die or she will live forever? What is the prophecy all about? Well!Let's find out
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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