Reality Isn't Coloured Silver

Reality Isn't Coloured Silver

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Ripples. Blurred images of what was and what is still to come. It all hides behind the Mirror. Shimmering, silver droplets. As smooth as glass. Am I ready? I guess I'm about to find out.
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I ran faster against the blinding snowy wind, down the street to my street. I wiped off some of the snow on my face but I saw the thins behind me. Their blue eyes and sharp teeth glowed in the light of each street lamp. They sprinted behind me, I kept hoping my house would pop up anytime now. I can't call for help because my phone is dead and its nighttime. I saw a familiar scorch mark on the sidewalk and slid into a turn. I reached for the door but, they blocked it. I backed away, one by one I saw blue eyes surround me and get closer. I looked at the picture of me and everyone before I took out my swords, I shoved it back in my pocket. They stalked closer, if I'm going down....I'm taking them all with me.. *****Hey guys!! If your reading this and know SpiritAdara3's account please don't say I stole it. I am the same person, I lost access to the account so I made a new one. Don't be confused, as long as I'm still writing it's ok. Though I made some changes to the story so read!*****

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