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Feathers fluttered everywhere. They floated down from the ceiling. Down and down they went. Such a peaceful scene for Bell. For Bell’s mother was Odette and Bell could turn into a black swan. She started dancing to the sweet music that appeared. Bell’s kicks flicked up the feathers making them fly. She grabbed a random feather and suddenly it turned red. Blood red. Faster and faster the room filled with blood. Bell choked and began to try to turn into a swan. “You can’t do it,” said a voice. “You are just a small, petite girl who can’t defend herself. Just like your twin brother.”
Suddenly, Bell was awakened by a auburn haired girl.
Hey booker readers,
I know I haven’t posted in a while. I hope you like the new update.
Sincerely Bookishly yours,