Lynn Callum is just a like any ordinary girl...although she's a bit unusual. Did I really just contradict myself? Yes. I did. Don't ask. Anyway...Lynn is a normal girl who was taken away from her old home. She really doesn't like her new place in fact she despises it. I'm gunna stop narrating and let the author write hehe, bye.
"Hey!!! Lynn can you wake up!!" Mom yells across from my room, but I don't really care to answer even if I hear her. The bright lights coming from my window seem to be like the sun...."ugh it's so eye damaging!" I start to get out of my nonexistent bed, I'm for real not lying. I was sleeping on the cold ground with nothing but a couple of blankets acting AS A BED! "I hate this freaking house, so much.", my mom opened the bedroom door which was also NONEXISTENT.
"Hey lynnibear are you up yet." Mother dearest said with that look on her face. I hate it when my mom does this she literally was yelling at me to get up and she comes in here, and asks me if I'm awake yet. I just rolled my eyes at her to show her my teenage angst, my mother then proceeds to walk away. Okay maybe I shouldn't have done that, but it sure did feel good.
"I should probably get ready..", walking to the closet that was also, can you guess? Non existent. I'm poor if you couldn't tell already. My closet is a suite case, a pink to be exact. As I open the bright highlighter colored suitcase I could see all the missing pieces of my life. I could see a bright light and a blue butterfly. The butterfly flew towards me, I began to lose control of my sight. Darkness had soon taken over my eyes.
When I was younger my mother had always told me I was special, but why should I have beloved her...there was nothing special about me; I don't have any artistic ability, nor physical strength I'm just average.
"Lynn! Lynn, please just wake up, stop playing..", that voice sounds so familiar it's almost like.."mom.". I felt a strong pull, "Honey your awake. I'm so glad.". I looked around my surroundings there was something off.
Then I saw him.
"Mom who's that?"
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Ghost of the sorrows
FantastiqueA girl named linn is in a terrible fate. Linn is like any other twelve-year-old girl caring, interesting, and living in a house filled with ghosts "WHAT!!!" ugh!! I said she's like other girls, I didn't say she lives like them.
