4 Chapter Three: Broken Memories or The Diary

Dear Diary,

I stood there watching this creature attack Bev. I couldn't move almost like I was paralyzed, I couldn't scream and there were flowers of different shapes, sizes, and color everywhere. By the time I could move Bev was already lying on the dirty tile floor in a pool of her own blood. I ran to her cradling her in my arms but she was already gone, blood stained her face, roses grew out her eyes and someone grabbed my shoulder. I turned around finding myself? She or well I told myself to not lose Bev. I don't know if what I saw will ever come true but it felt like it would. It was almost like I was warning myself of something coming in the future that could cause harm to Bev but I just can't put my figure on it,

Lots of love,

Angelica Bowers

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