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A long time ago there lived a pharoah in Egypt that worshipped one God. He called the god Aten. The pharoah's name was Akenaten. He built a city that always faced the sun called Akentaten. Akenaten had six beautiful daughters by his more than gorgeous wife Nefertiti. One daughter would later inherit the throne, Anksenpaaten. The city of Akentaten was big and always managed a fine celebration almost every evening.

There was the high priest called Ay and his wife Tiy. Tiy was a mean woman who always looked down on the world of the pharoah and knew if she had it her way he would not be pharoah. There was also a high priestess of Isis named Mahatiri. She was two years older than the daughter Anksenpaaten. They would always sneak out of the palace and play together every chance they got as children. When they got older and the pharoah fell ill, Anksenpaaten took the throne and her chosen king Tutankpaaten.

Prince Tut was also the pharoah's son with another woman. Anyways, they changed Egpyt once the pharoah died. They went back to worshipping the old gods.

Anksenpaaten became Anksenamun and Tut became Tutankahamun. Mahatiri and Anksenamun and Tut were the best of friends and Mahatiri knew everything that went on between the young lovers. She was there when the queen had her first miscarriage, and when she became sick after the birth. There was something amiss the palace and Mahatiri felt she knew what.

She knew it had something to do with the high priest Ay. Ay had been in love with Mahatiri forever since she could remember. It was forbidden in Egypt for the high priestess of Egypt to marry. Not even the high priest. Mahatiri hated Ay with a passion and knew that he had plans with the evil Tiy to rid the throne of King Tut.

One evening a cloud of unsettling feelings settled over Mahatiri. She had a feeling it had to do with King Tut. She was on her way to see the king when she saw him sitting on his throne chair. He was playing chess minding his own business when someone came up behind him and knocked him over the head with a sharp object.

Mahatiri gasped with horror as the young pharoah toppled over to the ground. She turned to run but was caught up into a pair of skinny arms. It was Ay. He looked at Mahatiri and said. "If you tell anyone what you have seen here tonight I shall blame all on you. Who do you think they will believe? Me before they ever would you. You will keep you mouth shut on this matter is this understood?"

Mahatiri agreed and knew the secret she must keep and it was about her own pharoah's murder. The pharoah never recovered fully and was buried on the outside of the palace near the town of Aswan. It broke the her friends heart when her husband died. It drove Mahatiri mad to see her friend like this and when she knew the truth about Tut's death.

Later after the funeral Mahatiri confronted Ay about the truth. She said, "I can no longer keep the truth from my friend. If you do not confess for the murder of the king then I shall see you dead myself, Ay."

Ay faced the priestess and laughed out loud. He pushed her up against the wall and squeezed down on her throat, "You shall not live long enough to tell her, priestess. So long have I wanted you and fought the urge to take what I have wanted. I shall soon be pharoah and I seek the desire of a new queen. It is not Anksenamun. It shall be you once I do away with the present one."

He kept his word. Anksenamun became so desperate for someone to rule beside her she had sent word to the enemy king for one of his son's. The Hittite prince was killed on his way to the palace. Mahatiri could only assume it was the work of Ay. Soon Ay took his place beside Mahatiri's friend. One night the wedding night of Ay and Anksenamun a cry was heard across the palace. They came to recognize it as their queen's cries. She was terribly wounded supposedly from a snake bite. Mahatiri examined her friend and realized the snake had not just happened upon her friend. It had been put in her bed as Anksenamun had slept.

Ay buried the queen with her husband Tut and set out to make Mahatiri his queen. The night before the coronation of her crowning she took a dagger from the temple of Isis and stabbed herself in the heart.

No one heard her scream because she did not. She let death claim her before she would become the wife of a evil god who had no mercy for the one's living or dead. The final death of the Armana period was done. The Armana period would go down in the history books. Mahatiri's name was erased from the temple walls because Ay had thought she had betrayed him by killing herself.

There was once a place on the internet where a girl named Anna met her true love. The bad part was she was married and loved her husband very much. The guy Aaron swept her off her feet and promised her dreams unbound. Anna fell deeply in love with the mysterious stranger. Soon they were talking every day till one day she messaged him back and he never wrote back.

This worried Anna very much so she tried to message him and call him on the phone. He never answered and Anna cried. She cried so much that the tears became blood. That of her vampire side coming out.

She finally ralized all his promises to her had been fake. His intentions had only been to delude her and this caused Anna to be heartbroken. She finally woke up and realized her husband was the one she was destined to be with or she wouldn't be with him. The goddess had plans for her life and destiny and it didn't include Aaron.



By Stacey Blair



The moral of this story don't trust any guy till you find out the truth behind his sassy words.