Nixie is gone.


Nixie was a beautiful girl, who lived in a small city called: Big Field. She was a one of the best students that have ever been in her school; her place in college was guaranteed. When she was 17, just a couple weeks from going to the college she suddenly disappeared, now u will know why.
                She had a beautiful blond hair and smile that would make anyone fall in love for her, great in sports, popular, but no boyfriend, she wanted to folks in her studies, she was everything that many girls would like to be.
                One night, with no reason, she went in to the forest; it was about 3:26 AM. Nixie wasn’t the type of girl, who believed in spirits, but she was being called for something, she heard nothing, but something was calling her.
                The wind was making a calm noise, nixie was felling different in a strange way, she was calm and relaxed, but there was a dark felling among the woods, she didn’t know what, but she knew it was there, no noise, no smell, no figure, and no life, except for the trees, but something was there.
                She walked all the way to the center of the forest. What she found there would make anyone get scared, but not Nixie. She found a strange woman, so beautiful, that can’t be described, and the woman wasn’t scary, but the skeletons around her were. Nixie was calm while the skeletons get alive and begin to move around her, but she was still calm.
–Why are you not scared? – asked the gorgeous woman.
Nixie just smiled as an answer.
The beautiful girl had understood, that place is where she should be, her fate and her destiny it was there. She walked to close to the woman and was involved by her black wings.
–May I at least to know your name? – Nixie asked with her soft voice.
–Soon we will be one, and then u will know all about me.
Nixie smiled one more time.
Both disappeared in the night.
In that afternoon Nixie went in a date with a boy from her school, he had ne forgotten that date. In that morning she walked with her friends, they still think about her. In that evening she had a great dinner with her parents, who still look for her. That was the last day that anyone has seen nixie forever.
Obs: é meu primeiro conto em inglês, me desculpem os erros gramaticais.
Obs: it’s my first tail in English, sorry for the grammatical mistakes.

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