At The Edge

At The Edge

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"I am scared to cross the edge," she said. "What are you scared of? I told you, the forest is safe," he replied. "The forest doesn't scare me. The edge does." she sighed. It was true. Fiona was not scared of the forest. She was just scared of crossing the edge. It was like a limit for her. She didn't want to push her limits. She feared the outcome. "Well then, don't be scared. Come on." He took her hand and they went inside. All rights reserved. Any portion of this book shall not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the written consent of copyright holder, any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.
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"Are those books?" I asked, I walked up to the tree with caution. It did smell beautiful though, no lie. I looked at the books that hung off the branches, they were shaped like petals, making sure they were hidden. But who hid them is the question. They had names, and numbers, "What's it say?" I asked Lisa, as she grabbed one from the tree, "It says safety pin?" I looked at her, "Read the rest." We took each one down, and read them. "Keep breathing 2, Man in the mask 3, Legends 4, Stand and fight forever 5, The awakening 6, the unexpected 7, the unknown world 8 , time of our lives 9, trouble makers 10, we head for disaster but live for the danger 11, when time stops 12, Disorder 13, Deja vu 14, would you believe me 15, Like a boy 16, Repeat 17, it's our time 18, Wait this one is missing!" I read the spot that was missing, "Dear my Dreamer? But where is it?" I asked, and Lisa shrugged. We looked for the missing book, but no luck. "Hey baby, this one is writing itself!?" Lisa shouted, I ran towards her. "It's called, The Ghost of you?" she looked at me. It was writing down everything we said and thought. What the fuck. "That's kind of creepy no?" Lisa said.

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