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The Doom of Fate Part 4!


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I needed to change my clothes quick. She’ll come in any minute! I ran to my room and hid my bloody clothes and put fresh ones on. Then, I went to check my cousins to see if they are sleeping. Instead they lie lifeless with a stab mark on their stomachs. I screamed. I ran to my aunt’s and uncle’s bedroom. They too lie dead. I fell on my knees. I had no one left. Then, I looked again. No blood. What happened to the blood? I was covered in blood when I killed them. I killed my own people with no shame. What’s the point of life?

There was a knock on my door. I opened it soberly. A girl possibly my age or younger stood outside. She had red hair strung tightly into a ponytail. Her brown eyes searched my blue ones filled with guilt.

“Did you call me? To stop sleepwalking?” She raises an eyebrow. I nodded.

“Jelly.” I took her cold extended hand. If I wasn’t so sober I would have laughed at her name. “You look exhausted already. You go to sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine. I’ll take a look around and you will never sleepwalk ever again,” She assured.

I felt extremely relieved. Finally, my curse would end and no more lives would be lost. I flung myself on to bed. I don’t feel the familiar fear of sleeping. With ease, I close my eyes. 

Yet, fate seems to hate me enough as I encounter another nightmare. I see jelly (the food not the girl) wobbling towards me frantically holding a chainsaw, roaring in the background heading straight to war. 


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