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’’ I then shouted in a loud voice while everyone had stopped what they were doing to look at me. I looked at the dead people and nothing seemed to happen. They all still looked dead. Some people from my army where still looking at me like I was crazy. “He he he, sorry to burst your bubbles queenie but even you don’t have that much faith to Raise people from the dead.” The demon king then decided to mock me while still kneeling there and bound. And I found myself starting to doubt. Maybe I did not believe enough and is why nothing was happening. Do not doubt, just believe my word, no matter what even if you don’t see it happening yet.

“We need to get you some help,” “God!” I groaned out loud. Why would no one believe me? “Please just check the video, you'll see it's me. Please, I beg of you! Please!” I pleaded. “I can't watch it anymore. It's weird, and disgraceful.” “Just one more time, I beg of you. Just take a closer look, and you'll see it's me. Zara, please. Please. Just one more time.”

At least, I hope I could. Justine was right. I’m not feeling so hot right now, and I think I might actually be sick if I kept watching these videos. But I also couldn’t bring myself to get up and leave; I had to know what was on them, even if I lose my breakfast over it. I needed to see what kind of man we’ve chosen to put our faith in. I'd probably have nightmares tonight, I thought to myself sadly. I haven’t had one for a while now but feeling sick and watching these was the perfect combination to bring them back.

I want to watch true crime videos and sleep. "Will you be okay watching Annihilation Anna with me?" Johnathan's grimace from my answer shows how much he dislikes true crime. He nods his head regardless. For the next few hours, we binge on my favorite channel and give Johnathan access to my stash of candy. Once we are done, we say our goodbyes. Get friends that will support you. People like Johnathan may not look like it but they will always have your back. Even when you don't believe in yourself sometimes.

he explains, shrugging. "You seriously don't know humans, Rio. No one would believe me, no one. I could scream it out loud, I could call the government, I could make a damn viral video and absolutely no one would believe me without proof. And even if I had proof, simply no one would believe me," "I am not going to risk it," he repeats slowly, "People say I'm impulsive and I'd be proving them right if I trust you and walk out of here without killing you."

“You’ve seen a few of my body type?” “Yeah, a few.” “I don’t believe you.” ‘I don’t believe that you’ve seen a few.’ “If you don’t believe me, then I’ll prove it to you tonight. Mr. Luther, do you have the guts to bet with me?”

“I saw it with my own eyes. Daphne is the one who got hurt. The men walk you to the basement and now you pretend you're bleeding?” “You think I don't remember? Your period isn't due for another week!” I screamed, breaking. “Yes! That's exactly why I'm scared! Let me out!” Seven years of agonized waiting, and I didn't dare let myself believe. I knew only one thing. I had to get to a hospital, now! “Raphael, I've never asked you for anything. I'm asking now. Please open the door.” “I really am bleeding!” The other side went quiet. Then came Daphne's sobbing.

Synopsis: I know that you might not believe me but I want you to know that this is my real life story....well not actually my story but it ended up being mine so I might as well accept it as mine cause there's no way I can go back no matter how much I try. So if you don't believe me, you can as well stop reading....... seeing as you aren't gonna stop, don't say that I didn't warn you. Now let's have a quick flashback.

He added in a trembling voice and proceeded to punch his still body in the chest, his hand passing through. Scared he pulled out his right hand, turning it over, again and again, to stare at it. It was transparent like he was fading away. He brought his left hand up and checked it to be sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him. It was just the same, he could see the tiled floor. “ Don’t play this trick on me, Marco.” He warned his dead body angrily and decided to pull him up by his collar. His hands passed through once again. “ No! No!.” He whispered, the tears running down his cheeks as he withdrew his hands. “ It can't be.” He muttered in disbelief.

she chuckles. "But when I met you, I started to believe. If my ability is so incredible why wouldn't I believe what I see in you? If other people hear this they'll think I'm crazy...but...maybe I am ...maybe I really am crazy." "There are things in this world that it's better not to pay attention to. Whether you see something or not...it's better not to think about it." "I want to see your future, don't you want to know what your future is?" I smirked, before standing up.