M I N D

THIS IS A TUMBLR BOOK I WILL BE WRITING CHAPTERS AND UPLOADING IT THIS A PERSONAL PROJECT OF MINE PLEASE SUPPORT BY LIKING AND SHARING THANKS******* A LITTLE INFO:Taylor was born in a smallish town when cleaning the attic for her mother she found a small ring that said something in a language that she didn't understand this ring will eventually start making her have telekinetic abilities specifically the ability to create anything as long as her mind can understand it. She then starts to look up people on the internet that can translate what's on the ring when going there she finds out what it says on the ring and also finds out that someone else came to the same person with the same ring. Their are other people that have these ring and each of them have telekinesis abilities. Some of them are evil. And when other people that have this ring get close to other people that have the ring the ring vibrates.

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MIND part3

I woke. Am I dreaming? I feel like I'm floating everything around me is pitch black. My body doesn't feel here my mind feels like it's floating through space I can see sparks of light stars galaxies no universes. How do I know those are universes? This feels like how the music group Death Grips sounds confusing yet appealing floating in nothing but feeling everything my body is not here but I feel the air on my skin. Am I on drugs? Oh, now I'm falling. Falling quickly very quickly. Back into my body. I opened my eyes I'm back into my body. I threw my covers off to the side of my bed and got up and stood in front of the mirror that's on the left side of my bed and stared at myself I felt something was different about me but I didn't know what and why I was scared shitless. I looked in the mirror and I noticed a slight change my eyes changed from blue to purple I bent closer to the mirror and looked deep into my pale purple eyes when I looked closer I swear, I saw stars I felt like I was looking at space through my own eyes. “What is happening to me? Am I still dreaming? Did I do drugs?”

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MIND part2

I bent down to pick it up. After I took it in my hands and held it up to the window to use the little light from the night sky to get a better look at it “It's the same ring that's in the blueprint or at least it looks like it” the gem that's in the center of this silver ring that's hanging on the thin gold necklace was a shiny purple when I looked closely at it it almost looked like I was looking at the night sky. No not the night sky. The galaxy I felt I was looking at the galaxy planets stars everything. I put it around my neck. I stared outside the window for a minute or maybe it was a hour. I lost track of time. I then tucked the necklace into my pajama shirt and finished cleaning up threw all the papers into the black garbage bag. I took the file of papers and started to leave the attic. I opened the door went down the attic stairs and closed it back as I walked down the hallway my mom yelled “DID YOU FINISH!” I yelled back “YES MOM” as I walked down the hallway with the coldness from the necklace and ring around my neck on my chest. It seems like this is how my mom and I talk to each other now yelling even though we are not angry… I walked passed the bathroom and opened the door to my room. “Time for bed” I thought I looked around my messy room. It's always messy. I belly flop onto my bed ready to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow is sunday. I'm ready to fall asleep. After a few minutes I drifted off to sleep.

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MIND part1(continuing)

“ GET OFF OF THE ROOF BEFORE YOU FALL AND BREAK YOUR NECK!” my mom yelled at me I yelled back “okay!”. I was just looking at the stars that's one of the perks of not living in the city. No pollution. After I slide off the roof I started to walk inside. I saw my mom laying on the couch staring blankly at the t.v. holding a knitted blanket tightly to her person. I went to pour myself a glass of water in our kitchen. Then my mother looked over the couch and back at me and said in a calm voice “can you please clean the attic of your dad’s stuff I want to make it into a workout room” I thought to myself “man she didn't waste any time moving on”. I went to the attic door in the ceiling and pulled down the string that hung from the ceiling and the stairs extended down. The smell of must and mildew filled my nose immediately. I marched up the stairs with each step the wooden stairs creaked under my bare feet. I then grabbed the broom that was hanging on the wall while I stared at the sad reminder of my father's presence the papers thrown across my father's desk cardboard boxes that already have mildew on the bottom of them stacked around the desk. “So this is what my father saw every time he was about to work in his office” I breathed in then out then held my breath and started walking to the desk in the middle of the room I thought to myself “I never was able to look at my father's work for a long time I never knew what he did I think he worked for an alternate energy company” I grabbed an empty black trash bag from the floor and started shoving the paper on his wooden desk into the bag. I bent down to pick up a file of papers there was one paper that caught my eye it looks like the blueprint to a ring. “Was my dad going to make my mom a ring or something how sweet” I thought but immediately after I had this thought a ring that was held by a thin gold necklace fell to the ground I stared at it blankly for a second thinking to myself why would something so beautiful be here in the attic.

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MIND part0 (just a taste) please comment

The man in the helicopter yelled, “GET OFF OF THE ROOF BEFORE WE SHOOT!”. This is the first time in my life I knew I was going to die. Dammit, let me go back to the beginning of this shit show. I live in a small town so small you will most likely miss it if you drive by. There's only one high school one middle school and one elementary school. And the small town of pepper is covered in trees and greenery oddly in the midst of all of this there is a massive mansion that sits across from my house in the woods gate and all I don't know who really lives there. I never see them. I was really close to my dad but after he died in a fire at work my life fell apart I remember vividly the call we got that reported his death. My mom then thought it would be a good idea to move to this shithole leaving all my friends and memories. I love my new school and new home I just hate the area. Well enough of my life leading up to this….