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Have you ever wondered if you weren't you? If the real you was made out of five pieces. Would you venture the world to find your other parts or forget about them? What would you do if your conscience would disappear when fusing with your other parts? Would you reject the idea of leaving your individual mind and fuse to become one mind or would you go along with the fusing and lose your body?
“We only need to find five more killer rabbits before we complete the quest,” I told my sister, Lindsay. “How many more quest do we need to finish to rank up?” She asks me. “Uh, two more. How about this, if we rank up then we can go get ice cream as a reward.” I tell her. “Yay!” She shouts. I pat her head. “I’m not a little kid anymore. We’re the same age.” She says with a pout. “We may be the same age, but I'm taller.” I joked. She starts swinging, but I easily defend myself from her attacks. I started laughing as Lindsay’s cheeks were getting red. “Hey!” Somebody shouted. I turned around to see a man in his forties staring at us. He has red clothing and is wielding a sword. He has a disgusting look on his face as he stares us down. Then a rustling noise could be heard behind me. Somebody was using the forest surrounding the road to the capital as a way to sneak upon us. I wasn’t liking this. I pulled out my scythe and pointed it at the first guy. “An ambush?” I said aloud. The guy stepped back shocked at my detection of his friends. “Well, a genius like you will sell more at the slave auction.” The guy said. “Of course. He’s trying to sell us to the slave traders.” I thought. Ten guys then appeared. “You can’t fight all of us kid. We’re the bandit group known as the “Red Killers.” He announced. “Brother?” Lindsay asked scared. “I want to see her smile not cry or be scared.” I thought. “Get him!” The guy shouted. The ten guys rushed towards me. I smiled as I readied my scythe.
To say, this isn't really a book. More of a published saying of thoughts. As the title iterates, the thoughts I have about a certain someone. I'm sure all of you are capable of feelings, and know what I mean when I say things about her. So please, sit down, read, laugh about my failing love life. Don't worry.
Harlem 1943, there was a voice that could sooth the ailing soul. Her name was Zamera Kingsley, she had the look, the attention and inheritance. The only thing missing in her life was the love. Until Joel, her whole life changed, and then changed again. Experience the love, grace and saving power of God through the love and obedience of one man. how he obeyed God and Rescued a daughter of the King from a life of misery.
Story about a girl who is a demon that just wants her life back the way it was. Being with her boyfriend, who is a angel, is forbidden. Rayn does not what to be what she was born for. She just wants to be a normal girl with a normal life. (book is not yet finished, if you have any ideas or comments please message me.)
Have you ever wondered if you weren't you? If the real you was made out of five pieces. Would you venture the world to find your other parts or forget about them? What would you do if your conscience would disappear when fusing with your other parts? Would you reject the idea of leaving your individual mind and fuse to become one mind or would you go along with the fusing and lose your body?
“We only need to find five more killer rabbits before we complete the quest,” I told my sister, Lindsay. “How many more quest do we need to finish to rank up?” She asks me. “Uh, two more. How about this, if we rank up then we can go get ice cream as a reward.” I tell her. “Yay!” She shouts. I pat her head. “I’m not a little kid anymore. We’re the same age.” She says with a pout. “We may be the same age, but I'm taller.” I joked. She starts swinging, but I easily defend myself from her attacks. I started laughing as Lindsay’s cheeks were getting red. “Hey!” Somebody shouted. I turned around to see a man in his forties staring at us. He has red clothing and is wielding a sword. He has a disgusting look on his face as he stares us down. Then a rustling noise could be heard behind me. Somebody was using the forest surrounding the road to the capital as a way to sneak upon us. I wasn’t liking this. I pulled out my scythe and pointed it at the first guy. “An ambush?” I said aloud. The guy stepped back shocked at my detection of his friends. “Well, a genius like you will sell more at the slave auction.” The guy said. “Of course. He’s trying to sell us to the slave traders.” I thought. Ten guys then appeared. “You can’t fight all of us kid. We’re the bandit group known as the “Red Killers.” He announced. “Brother?” Lindsay asked scared. “I want to see her smile not cry or be scared.” I thought. “Get him!” The guy shouted. The ten guys rushed towards me. I smiled as I readied my scythe.
To say, this isn't really a book. More of a published saying of thoughts. As the title iterates, the thoughts I have about a certain someone. I'm sure all of you are capable of feelings, and know what I mean when I say things about her. So please, sit down, read, laugh about my failing love life. Don't worry.
Harlem 1943, there was a voice that could sooth the ailing soul. Her name was Zamera Kingsley, she had the look, the attention and inheritance. The only thing missing in her life was the love. Until Joel, her whole life changed, and then changed again. Experience the love, grace and saving power of God through the love and obedience of one man. how he obeyed God and Rescued a daughter of the King from a life of misery.
Story about a girl who is a demon that just wants her life back the way it was. Being with her boyfriend, who is a angel, is forbidden. Rayn does not what to be what she was born for. She just wants to be a normal girl with a normal life. (book is not yet finished, if you have any ideas or comments please message me.)