HaelEdNoel

“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch.
 
I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted.
 
I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this.
 
Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me.
 
I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.”
 
Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.

Contraclockwise

<p>They said that the mind goes quietly, but I disagree because mine didn't whisper; it screamed…</p>

<p>When I heard the voice, I was sterilizing the twins' feeding bottles. It was 1:50 a.m., and Master was asleep in the nursery chair. I smiled when I saw his mouth slightly open, and the burp cloth still draped over his shoulder like a sash of exhaustion. The twins were now asleep, and miraculously, they were sleeping soundly. The house was now silent, well, except for the low hum of the sterilizer. Then… a whisper sliced through it. </p>

Chapter 1