The Boy She Drew

The Boy She Drew

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I love to draw! It's my passion and my life. I also paint a lot, but I like to draw better. Yesterday I started to get these visions, but I have no idea why I get them. So, my first "vision" was that my sister sneaked out. And guess what? She actually did! It's kinda awesome but to be honest. It's freaking me out. My parents are gone for the moment, so I live with my aunt and my sister. My parents don't really care about us and we have a lot of money, so my sister and me don't say anything about it. I have a nice life. I live in a big house and I have a red Lamborghini. What more can a girl wish for? But anyway. One day I drew a boy. (And let me tell you he was H.O.T) Can you guess what The weirdest thing was? He came to the school the day after I drew him. It's freaky, or am I the only one that's freaking out?
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I couldn't stop trembling even more now. I calmed down a little more and checked my arm again. I was correct, I wasn't hallucinating. On my shoulder was a tattoo. It was a character of some sort-- in a different language. It looked like it was Chinese mixed with Islamic calligraphy. The skin around my arm was red and irritated. The symbol stuck out like a vein. I hyperventilated. I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I had to sit there, on my bed, and command myself to calm down. "I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming. This isn't real," I whispered. I checked the mirror again and searched all over my body to see if I had any other markings, but so far this was the only one. I shut my eyes, trying to force myself to wake up, but this was real. And for the first time, out of all the panicking, my vision went black.

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