Visions In My Head
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Mon, Oct 12, 2015
Credits:
Tatiyana Wiggins- @MysteriousHotShot- Instagram: bubblegumflavor29
Melissa Avi- @CheriPepzi- Instagram: melissa_bombfever
Genre: Action
Summary:
They were like dreams that felt real, and every time it happened me and my friends and stuff were trapped in a blue box full of tears. We were with someone or something else too. He was the UNDERtaker. We call him that because in the dream or vision he takes everyone under the tears and makes each one of shed one tear for him to use for a potion to destroy the earth. We had to stop him. He controlled all mind he could use. My friends and me. We were the heir to a kingdom high in the sky way passed space. All of us had powers. Emotions were included because we had all magic. Was the dream real or fake and insane?
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