A Scream Of A Banshee.
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I didn't believe in the supernatural, i used to believe that they were only in stories and that's where they stayed, or so i thought...
I was once human where nothing could go wrong, but ever since i was a child when i turned 8 years old i started hearing voice's in my head, i didn't think nothing of it until the first time when i screamed and it caused everyone around me to collapse in agony.
Now im 20 years old and one thing i didn't expect was to be in the middle of a war fighting for my life.
This story is about how i figured out the truth about myself and the people around me...
But the only thing i wasn't sure was...
Are they friends or foe....
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I know that my story is not the best but i would love to see how i could make it better so could you comment and vote :)
I own the story but not the pictures obviously!
Copyrights goes to me!
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