lawrencenguyen501
I walk up the steps of our front school. Sadness outraged over me as I see my bestfriend talk to another. Mixed emotions overwhelm myself and just blow. I want to just die right there. Instead, courage overwhelms me as I walk on and smile. That's the only thing I can do. It's the only thing that's possible to do. Being strong is the only way I can reach the steps to a better future. I just hope it's a good future that I would enjoy. I love you.
Transforming, my body shifted into a shape I could not describe. My bones crackled, I shifted, I was different. Before describing what I was, running was my first option. I ran and I ran. The demons were chasing me, faster and faster gaining speed. Second option. Use my body force to attack. I used my skills and transformed into the demon I could think of.
Then, everything went black.
Slowly, trembling, the stunt started. I sprint toward the next section of the stage and run. Bullets fire past my ear and I take the gun in my pocket. Turning around, I shoot at my first target. Dead. Clara behind me runs and runs fast. Taking out her daggers she turns around and flashes them at her targets face.
As the silver horse approached me, I slowly reached for my camera. Wanting to take a picture, I held the camera and my slight movement of my hand caused the horse to run ; more like sprint. I chased after it, scaring it even more. Crying, I thought of my mom. She always wanted a silver horse. Standing in the field, I slowly sat down and cried.
As I use the slight movement of my hand, the knife hits the animal, hard. I stutter, and start sprinting, faster and faster. I can't stop killing, I thought. It's my blood, it's my genuine. Something is happening.
What is it?
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