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I walk through a land of rainbows and sunshine a gorgeous white unicorn with stunning blue eyes walks up to me. As it as it gets closer the world starts to get darker and darker. The unicorn changes from white to black and eyes turned blood red. I can see darkness coming from the horn of the unicorn spreading through the rest of the world. My hands start to glow bright yellow. They bright up a small area around me like it's a shield protecting me from the darkness. The unicorn shoots a beam from the horn at me making me fly a few yards back. The light from my hands start to die down until there is no light at all. All I see is the unicorn charging at me. As its horn goes through my chest I wake up.

I was at my best friend's apartment, and him and I were just hanging out. I walked out of the room and when I came back his friend from back home who he still has feelings for was there in the bed with him. She had her head on his arm and they were cuddling. I got angry but he told me to join them. So as I got in the bed to lay next to him like she was, he pulled me closer then turned to spoon me. Next thing I know his friend is gone and him and I are alone and cuddling without clothes on.

I dug my nails into my right arm, the words "Good Ending" would show up on it in black, and after I did that, my left arm would turn black and it would say "Bad Ending" in white. Well, I showed all my friends and they did it and all. Well, cuts started showing on the Bad Ending side, but I never caused them. They bled constantly, and always hurt. I stopped doing the thing, but every time I'd look at it, there'd be more. I read something on it and it said if I didn't stop, my head would get cut in half. Then later on, the cuts still didn't go away, and my dad was in it then. He looked at me, then my arm, then said, "Hm. Even redheads are pretty." In an insulting way. So I said, "Thanks." Cruelly. He stared at me and held a knife up to me.

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