Scalding

Scalding

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Black. The ominous atmosphere rattled me in my state of disorientation. Black. A burst of white, hot light erupted around me and exploded through the air. Black. My hands. They were my hands. Why did I lose control? Why me? Black. A panicked male rushed to me and stopped about a yard short. Black. One phrase was his sole offering, "Hold on." Black. His fist clenched and a wave of pressure slammed my body backwards onto the ground. Sweet blackness. ✧✧✧ This is a paranormal novel written on the difference in finding yourself and inventing yourself.
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I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for pain but nothing happen. He froze smelling me. He pulled away with his eyes wide. He looked my over in shock and I looked at him confused. What was going on? "It's you" he stated. "You're the one"

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