I wake up, I feel something is wrong but I ingore it. I need to get ready for school and meet up with my friends, Sara and Lora, the twins who hate each other so much they fight EVERY day. I put on my bright orange jacket. It's the last thing my father gave me before he died, No one knows for certain what happened to him. He just went hiking and went missing, no body found, just gone, He just evaporated into an air, who cares though? Not me, I couldn't care less for someone who doesn't even love me. But for now, I'm in the care of my mom. She's okay, but not really? I don't know how to explain it. She's loud, obnoxious, and a bit of a bitch. She spends all her money on wine and fancy dinner. What a sad life she has. Not me, though. I am pretty popular at school, I am top of my art class, and I actually have a life plan. Unlike my mother, who gave birth at 18.
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Spiritualthere is a 14 year old girl, her name is Atticus, without realizing it, she has deer possession. A power that grants you shape-shifting into a deer like shadow and possessing things. like human souls. And to see the scecerts of others. To know if yo...
