Unwritten

    Ch.1
    "If she isn't real then why is she in my head?"
Jean asked.
    "Maybe your powers made her!" Scott said.
    Jean and Scott sat on the steps infront the institute,
Jean knew this girl, she kept popping in her mind, Jean
remembered the dream she had where it showed the girl
watching Jean and the other teens at the institute, she
had short red hair, brown eyes and she wore a roze
bell-top and a blue rok with long purple boots.
    "I know she's real!" Jean stood up.
    "Do...

Find me, zoek for my face

Head north; my home pagina awaits

Escape their grasp into my embrace

My love for u is the heaviest among all weights

To say that this voice was making Will shiver was the understatement of the century. It was sending chills to Will's every single core, making her hart-, hart stammer in her chest and her head feel very light. The voice also refreshed and uncovered new feelings. The sensation of comfort and soothe brought door this melody was like Will had never felt before.

Her skin was ultra sensitive, and she could feel the lady with this angelic, deep voice gently touching her arm...