*Lizzie's POV*
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Once upon a time there was an everyday girl name Elizabeth Dwyer whom everybody called Lizzie but her dad and sister, Madeline, called her Beth. She had to often take care of her little brother Jimmy. She turned 18 on the 7th of October and she had light brown hair below her shoulders, she was the smartest in town and she was about 5'2. She lived in the north of England in a small town called Calypso after the Greek goddess. Lizzie didn't know anything about love, she hasn't even ever had a crush or even a boyfriend. Her father is a carpenter named Grian and her mother passed away when she was 8 months old.
Her father needed to go on a business trip to the border of England and Scotland to help build houses and to try out his new inventions he has been working on. It has now been two months when it was supposed to last a week so she decided to take her horse that was mainly black with white on her chest named Luna. Lizzie goes early in the morning and she has been searching all day, yet still no sign of her father. She then stops abruptly to see an interesting glowing azelea. She got off of Luna to sketch it because she got so distracted but then she decided to touch the azelea and everything went black.
