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Chapter 1- The Worst Luck= It all started with Miss Kanh Tran. She is pretty much your average 14 yr. old girl in regular high school as a freshman. Good friends, average grades, normal hobbies, like any other girl. But her friends, Darcy and Lizzy don't think she is a normal girl. After all the times they have been together, Kanh is always near bad things. Many things happen near her, car accide...

“Now what have we learned today?” His voice was that of an instructor, asking a struggling student to answer an elementary question. He paused as if actually waiting for a reply from the incoherent youth. “We have learned that, no matter how much it hurts, when I ask you a question, you answer. This will become one of the principles you engrave in your heart. Since you seem to no...

Me puse a ver este atardecer cuyo color escarlata llenaba la aurora, un ardiente sol iluminaba los vestigios y ruinas de nuestras ya muertas culturas humanas, oh como anhelo haber visto como incoaron nuestras propias a materializarse, y estas condensarse para crear lo que imaginamos y deseamos. Respiré este aire, terrenal, con un olor a ceniza fría. Me llamo Fides, tal vez yo sea el ...

Me puse a ver este atardecer cuyo color escarlata llenaba la aurora, un ardiente sol iluminaba los vestigios y ruinas de nuestras ya muertas culturas humanas, oh como anhelo haber visto como incoaron nuestras propias a materializarse, y estas condensarse para crear lo que imaginamos y deseamos. Respiré este aire, terrenal, con un olor a ceniza fría. Me llamo Fides, tal vez yo sea el ...

Me puse a ver este atardecer cuyo color escarlata llenaba la aurora, un ardiente sol iluminaba los vestigios y ruinas de nuestras ya muertas culturas humanas, oh como anhelo haber visto como incoaron nuestras propias a materializarse, y estas condensarse para crear lo que imaginamos y deseamos. Respiré este aire, terrenal, con un olor a ceniza fría. Me llamo Fides, tal vez yo sea el ...

Me puse a ver este atardecer cuyo color escarlata llenaba la aurora, un ardiente sol iluminaba los vestigios y ruinas de nuestras ya muertas culturas humanas, oh como anhelo haber visto como incoaron nuestras propias a materializarse, y estas condensarse para crear lo que imaginamos y deseamos. Respiré este aire, terrenal, con un olor a ceniza fría. Me llamo Fides, tal vez yo sea el ...

Me puse a ver este atardecer cuyo color escarlata llenaba la aurora, un ardiente sol iluminaba los vestigios y ruinas de nuestras ya muertas culturas humanas, oh como anhelo haber visto como incoaron nuestras propias a materializarse, y estas condensarse para crear lo que imaginamos y deseamos. Respiré este aire, terrenal, con un olor a ceniza fría. Me llamo Fides, tal vez yo sea el ...

Nick Silver refused to panic. The shirt he ripped off just a few moments earlier was already wrapped around his bloody arm. When nick jumped over the barbed wire fence, he shredded his arm in the process. While running, he skillfully turned his jail shirt into a makeshift bandage. Nimble fingers and a calm mind is what shaped him into the clever killer he is today. Although he prid...

Mark died again.He was getting tired of this. Mark Stone stood over his body, just staring at it. He looked at the bullet hole in his temple, now oozing blood, turning his light, red, curly hair into a a dark, rusty colored mess. He then turned his gaze to the gun in his left hand, a simple service pistol he stole from his friend that was a police officer. He sighed, and waited for it to happen. T...