Everything Is Possible

Everything Is Possible

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Fantasy
Today ; I woke up early and I went to go to run. When I came my home , he was there ... My love , Jack ; I fell in love when I see the first time. By the way I am Katy , Jack's best friend . I go to a high school and I live my granmother because my parent died in 2002 because of a traffic accident . My live is quite simple. I got to scholl and I go to work to at cafe after that I back my home . when I go to home I do my homerworks and I sleep. That's all but I do something special I write a story. One night I was writing again and happened something. I was so fast I couldn't see completely but I could guess. I think it was a monster .That morning , ı went to school again but there was something different. I mean It was following me. I left the cafe I didn't want to go home so I walked in the Street.The Street was so empty and dark but I didn't afraid untill it comes , caught me and it did something to me.
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It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.

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