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The four horseman of the apocalypse ride to end the world. but there’s one thing they never expected. A small group of sassy children
It was my birthday 2 days ago,
And the first person who came to my mind, was my dad
When I was a kid, he had hidden toffies in the small compartmemt in his bike.
and had fooled me making me so dissapointed, but it turned out that he was messing. The joy my father gave that day still brings a smile....
And it was him who gave me the best b'day when he was with me....
No birthday can beat that. But what went wrong was that rush of nostalgia making my hair color green. And popped up the questions as to what was I thinking and what made me feel so. God I hated it...
Then when my friends gave me a great bash and that joy made my hair purple.
And that's when I missed my family and that changed my hair color to blue...
And all of this was because of that bloody witch who ruined the magic trick...
I am an open book now, even though no one messes with me, but at times I like to hold things to myself....
Sometimes I am best with me and I had known me best...
A magic experiment has gone wrong and now your hair changes colour based on your emotions. This has created all sorts of awkward situations, as people can read you like a book.
"Honestly"
You guzzle down a drink, which spills into a puddle on the brick alleyway. All these adventurers claiming you’re a “lich” or “evil”, what bars a skeleton from being a hero anyways?