When your fiction turns into reality
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Platforms like Wattpad, FictionPress are extremely helpful to budding authors everywhere. It gives them a chance to get their story out in the world with a click of a button. It helps them have their voice be heard.
But what would you do when the story you read is about you, when the characters you create come knocking at your door; when you find out that someone else is writing your story, controlling your life.
A story about a bunch of stereotypical teenagers, when they stumble upon a book written by an anonymous author at WriteUp!.com. What started out as a nice fun read for them, soon turned out to be their worst nightmare.
[Inspired by the elements of supernatural (TV show), final-destination movies and may be little bit of death-note (depending on your perspective.) It is NOT a fan fiction though.]
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