((P.S. Charlie is not Charles Beckendorf from the Hephaestus cabin.[You would need to read the Percy Jackson books to know what I'm talking about]))
"Charlie!" Her footsteps pounded on the ground as she ran towards him. Her best friend for three years. He turned and stared at her, he seemed so different. "Charlie? What's wrong? What did I do wrong?" She stopped running as he glared at her with cold, hard eyes. He opened his mouth to answer. And then the dream changed like it always does. Abby was running for her life. And then she woke up. It was hard having the same dream at leat once a month. It started when Charlie left 2 years ago. Abby always thought it was her fault he was gone. I must have done something wrong. She thought while getting up and stumbling towards the bathroom. She looked in the mirror. Three nights ago, she was attacked. The battle ended soon after it started. She got a lucky shot with her knife and the opponent crumbled to dust. The same way they always do. When she got home she saw something that made her think she was crazy. A tiny blue holographic image of a triton hovered over her head. She was sure that it was a dream. A knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts...
((Ok, so this post is not very good. I changed it to third person real quick, so the grammar is probably terrible.))
"Charlie!" Her footsteps pounded on the ground as she ran towards him. Her best friend for three years. He turned and stared at her, he seemed so different. "Charlie? What's wrong? What did I do wrong?" She stopped running as he glared at her with cold, hard eyes. He opened his mouth to answer. And then the dream changed like it always does. Abby was running for her life. And then she woke up. It was hard having the same dream at leat once a month. It started when Charlie left 2 years ago. Abby always thought it was her fault he was gone. I must have done something wrong. She thought while getting up and stumbling towards the bathroom. She looked in the mirror. Three nights ago, she was attacked. The battle ended soon after it started. She got a lucky shot with her knife and the opponent crumbled to dust. The same way they always do. When she got home she saw something that made her think she was crazy. A tiny blue holographic image of a triton hovered over her head. She was sure that it was a dream. A knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts...
((Ok, so this post is not very good. I changed it to third person real quick, so the grammar is probably terrible.))
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