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This is the beginning of mine, and there are a few more chapters, too

Speechless. Watching. Just watching, never touching. Not yet.
It glowed, with colors so magnificent that I couldn’t move. Hypnotized by its power. One touch would bring you power beyond your wildest dreams.
He nodded at me. I stepped closer, only inches away from the colorful sphere. Reaching my hand out, I hesitated.
“Touch it,” he commanded. My hand barely scraping its surface, I felt a small, electrifying shock buzz through my body.
“When do I know,” I whispered.
“Not until a full moon comes, Rayne. Then you will begin to realize the power you now have.”
“Thank you, master.”
“Leave my presence.” He replied harshly. I stepped into the shadows and out the open door. I crept quietly down the hallway, down to my room. Although there was no need to be quiet; everyone already knew that tonight was the night that I was to pay the master a visit.

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"C'mon, just one song." he said with a smile.
"Fine." I sighed. "But-but just one."
My fingers flew over the piano keys, my voice harmonizing perfectly. I closed my eyes, feeling the song. I felt myself hit a rough patch, and I stopped suddenly. I opened my eyes to see everyone staring at me, jaw open. Tears pressed behind my eyes, and I turned away. "I can't do this."
"That-wow, you're amazing!"
"Whoa!"
"Oh my gosh!"
I almost believed them.
Tears pressed behind my eyes. My lip quivered. I stood up and left the room.
He followed me outside.
"What's wrong?" he asked softly.
"No." I whispered. "No, how could you lie to me about that?"
"What? you were amazing!"
"You said..."
"What is it really?"
I sobbed. He looked me in the eye, turning my face so it faced him.
"I'll tell them to go."
I nodded, and he disappeared. I looked over the railing of the porch we had been standing on.
The ocean.
I closed my eyes, and let the noise and scent envelop me.
He came back out.
"They're gone."
"Kay."
"I'm going, too." he turned to leave.
"No-please don't." I protested. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised.
"You up for surfing?" I asked, cocking my head. He laughed, and I did too, the past ten minutes momentarily forgotten.
For now.

I might enter, might not. I'm not sure.

I did write a poem for this, but then I deleted it by mistake. So I do believe I will use this poem instead:

NOTHINGNESS

Like black paint

Or a blindfold

No sight, just

Nothingness

Footsteps

Dark tunnel surrounds me

In every direction, midnight

Never to see the light of day

All we can do

Is walk

Walk down a never-ending

Tunnel

Of Despair and darkness

Whispers of hate

Fill my ears

I can't stop

Just walk

While the light in my eyes

Slowly fades

Melting fast

Like my will to live

Nothingness

Dulled by hate

And destined

To walk forever

Down this tunnel

Where the rocks poke at my toes

And I am alone

Until

One dot

Less than a dot, so small, faint

But still there

Light

Life surges once again

Through my bones

Wild as rivers

I run a bit

Growing nearer, it's still there

Not an illusion, real thing.

Many miles off

Walking again, but now

With a light in my chest

A small light, known as hope

One day I shall be there

Out of the gloom

Misery

Silence

Until then I shall hope

Though the Nothingness still reigns.

(Sorry for this "random spam" but when is this one gonna be over? I wanna see who won)