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Gender: Female of course
Age: B/n 20 and 22 ur choice
Appearance: A black hair, Blue eyed
Relationship status: Single
Name: Landon
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: green eyes, blonde hair, tall
Relationship status: single
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: green eyes, blonde hair, tall
Relationship status: single
Name: Alexandra
Age: 21
Gender: female
Appearance: hazelnut-eyes, brown hair (shoulder length), petite
Relationship status: single
Should we make more characters?
Age: 21
Gender: female
Appearance: hazelnut-eyes, brown hair (shoulder length), petite
Relationship status: single
Should we make more characters?
Samie is the main character that goes back in time. Which time does she go to?
And which time does she come from?
And which time does she come from?
Yay!! So Samie is Russian. She goes back in time: medieval era
What happened in Russia during that era?
What happened in Russia during that era?

Yes! Okay, and are we going to say some stuff about her normal or just about being back in the past?
Okay, here's a summary of what we have till now:
Setting: Russia, Medieval Era
Main character: Samie
Characters: 4
Plot: Samie wakes up one morning and finds herself in an open field. She thinks it's a dream and decides to go explore her surroundings..........
Perspective: Samie
What is she going to explore? like a city/country
Setting: Russia, Medieval Era
Main character: Samie
Characters: 4
Plot: Samie wakes up one morning and finds herself in an open field. She thinks it's a dream and decides to go explore her surroundings..........
Perspective: Samie
What is she going to explore? like a city/country
So we have two guys and a girl. There where tsaars in Russia so maybe the girl is the tsaar's daughter or one of the boys is his son.
One
Russia, present day
Today was horrible! We had a history test, which I knew nothing of, and got an F!
I obviously didn't take that well and freaked out in class.
I can hear whispers in the hallway when I walk by, I'm the new topic of the gossip world.
I did hear the words though: freak, psycho, pills, Sam.
I hate them! I hate everyone!
Maybe I shouldn't have existed in this time at all! Maybe I was born in the wrong age? Well, I wish.
I should live in a time when there wasn't school and girls would be milking cows or something like that. It all seems better than being here though.
Our house is old, so I like to think I live in the time of the first world war. Grandma said that the house was built before it, but I don't believe her.
When I'm lying in my bed, I always look at the ceiling. It looks really old! Maybe the house will fall apart someday, I want to be here when that happens. And that's when my eyes close and I fall asleep, and dream deeply.
I'm walking in a building. It's very clean, it could be the presidential building maybe. There's a woman standing next to me, holding a gun. I can feel the tension around us, she tells me to walk right behind her after she shoots. A man emerges from a closed and she shoots, two times. I quickly follow her and he comes right behind us. He jumps forward and grabs my ankle and then-. I'm standing in the building again and the woman is next to me, I take in her profile: She has bright red hair and kind face. She's wearing a tight suit, it looks like a catwoman suit. She starts to speak telling me to be right behind her. The man emerges again and she shoots and starts to walk away. I stand there immobile. He starts to walk and I see an open door and quickly get inside, when I close it I can just make out the shock on the woman's face. I shut the door behind me, there's no lock and I quietly hope that the man hasn't followed me. There are two doors in this little room and either have a doorknob. The man comes in and he shoots me, three times. I pretend to be dead, but it feels like he shot me so I'll have a long death. He takes a bat in his hand and starts hitting me with it.
Russia, present day
Today was horrible! We had a history test, which I knew nothing of, and got an F!
I obviously didn't take that well and freaked out in class.
I can hear whispers in the hallway when I walk by, I'm the new topic of the gossip world.
I did hear the words though: freak, psycho, pills, Sam.
I hate them! I hate everyone!
Maybe I shouldn't have existed in this time at all! Maybe I was born in the wrong age? Well, I wish.
I should live in a time when there wasn't school and girls would be milking cows or something like that. It all seems better than being here though.
Our house is old, so I like to think I live in the time of the first world war. Grandma said that the house was built before it, but I don't believe her.
When I'm lying in my bed, I always look at the ceiling. It looks really old! Maybe the house will fall apart someday, I want to be here when that happens. And that's when my eyes close and I fall asleep, and dream deeply.
I'm walking in a building. It's very clean, it could be the presidential building maybe. There's a woman standing next to me, holding a gun. I can feel the tension around us, she tells me to walk right behind her after she shoots. A man emerges from a closed and she shoots, two times. I quickly follow her and he comes right behind us. He jumps forward and grabs my ankle and then-. I'm standing in the building again and the woman is next to me, I take in her profile: She has bright red hair and kind face. She's wearing a tight suit, it looks like a catwoman suit. She starts to speak telling me to be right behind her. The man emerges again and she shoots and starts to walk away. I stand there immobile. He starts to walk and I see an open door and quickly get inside, when I close it I can just make out the shock on the woman's face. I shut the door behind me, there's no lock and I quietly hope that the man hasn't followed me. There are two doors in this little room and either have a doorknob. The man comes in and he shoots me, three times. I pretend to be dead, but it feels like he shot me so I'll have a long death. He takes a bat in his hand and starts hitting me with it.


It was strange to find myself in the garden- my garden. But it didn't really look like my garden. It was different, not the same. And why was I sleeping in the garden? A bird had start to sing, I can barely make out its shape. It's sitting in a nest. The first rays of light have started to tear through the sky. It's beautiful. it feels like I'm in a dream. But hadn't I just had a nightmare? I stand up and there's a white bench in the garden and a fountain. I've never seen it before, maybe I've gone lucid. I sit down on the bench, which is decorated with soft cushions. I yawn and close my eyes. Not to sleep though. I wouldn't want to encounter that strange man again. Someone walks into the garden, a man probably middle-aged. He avoids me and walks on.

"Wait! What are you doing?who are you?" I cried
"donot take to us witch!" they answered angrily