Night arrives once more. I notice that my hands and feet are tied up. As i look up there is a dark figure holding a gun to my head. I ask him what he wants and why he has me tied up, he উত্তর "I want the powers that আপনি posses inside of you. The abilities that your soul has. i would like to suggest that আপনি agree with me and hand over the powers." Confused about all of this i ask him about what he is talking about. he উত্তর "You have powers kid. The less আপনি know the better. Hand them over wilingly অথবা i will have no choice but to force আপনি to hand them over." With me replying no to cooperating with the strange man he pulls the trigger and the last sound I hear is the hammer hitting the gun as it sends a bullet through my skull. My body sitting lifeless in the chair my vision starts to return to me. Realizing that I am still breathing I can start to feel an intense heat swelling up inside my body. A voice. I hear a voice. The word it is saying is "SURVIVE". In the blank of an eye flame start erupting from my body as it stats changing. I can feel my changing inside my head to those of a dragon as flames start flyng out of me mre and more. The only thing I can feel is the immense heat building inside of me. I look down at my hands noticing that they begin shifting into claws. My senses increase so drematically that I begin to smell and hear the blood pulsing through his veins faster and faster as I start to take a few steps torwards him. দ্বারা this time the ropes binding me have burned to ashes laying on the ground. I start to feel a sharp pain in my chest area as he starts pumping bullets into me. Falling to the ground the blood coming from my body forms a puddle and starts to burn away and the holes সীল shut as if they were never there. Lifting him off the ground the voice returns saying "KILL". About to break his neck i hear antoher voice. I cant make out what it is saying but i recognize it as my sisters voice. A memory of her starts to burn into my brain causing me to let him go. Its us younger playing in a feild. Changing back i start to run away and vanish into the darkness around.
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that আপনি could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story অথবা movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, অথবা feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as আপনি probably know. Imaginary বন্ধু can be anything আপনি want them to be. An animal, a creature আপনি made up, a monster, অথবা just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary বন্ধু that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that আপনি could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story অথবা movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, অথবা feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as আপনি probably know. Imaginary বন্ধু can be anything আপনি want them to be. An animal, a creature আপনি made up, a monster, অথবা just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary বন্ধু that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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It was the পরবর্তি day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue শার্ট that ব্যক্ত "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she ব্যক্ত "Oh! I didn't give আপনি a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"