The Shadow

Prologue

Sometimes I think people will make fun of my sister and I if they ever found out my last name. It's a good thing they only know my last name's first letter. They all call me Kassy, but whenever a new teacher comes in they always give me a hard time just because my first name isn't spelled the way they want it to be. Kassophia Ninx is my name. And I am proud to be a Ninx, if anyone has a problem with it they can mind their own business for once and leave me alone. My sister and I don't deserve the hate we get just because our mom committed suicide right after my fathers funeral leaving us in foster care for 5 years straight. I was always so sad because I never got to know my father, he died of glioblastoma multiforme also known as brain cancer. It wasn't too far from my birthday when he died. Of course I miss them both but I still hold a grudge against my mother for not being able to at least stay for a while so that way she can take care of my sister and I. I mean I was in foster care with my sister and I know more about her than anyone else. Sometimes I think of her as my own daughter, I take better care of her more than anyone else has. She only trusts me and doesn't like anyone else because they don't know what she's been through but they all act like they do. That upsets her. We both have bruises, cuts, and burns, from the day that the shadows came. It was a bad day and a bad year for us to be right then and there at that time of day, we should've been more careful. I should've been more careful. I couldn't have been more stupid in my entire life. And that's when I met him......