"HEY COME BACK HERE!!" the guards behind me yelled. "OVER THERE!!" stupid white hair, not helping. Even with my cloak it still seems to shine right through. If I never touched that damn flower to begin with, I wouldn't have this white hair. Let alone be in this situation. I make a sharp left and hide behind a small cabin. "Where did she!?" A guard yells. "We can't lose her again." "Well we can't go past the restricted area either, even if she's there." Losers. "Whatever. Next time you fools lose her, you'll pay." I heard the guards start to storm off and popped my head right around the corner. All of a sudden, I was met face to face with a less curious and more stunned boy. His deep blue eyes stared into mine and his messy fuzzy looking hair fell down to his eyes, almost covering them. In a panic, I snapped out of my trance and he seemed to do the same. Just before he opened his mouth, I pulled him being the little cabin and slammed my hand over his mouth. I glared at him, putting a finger up to my lips warning him not to utter a word. He seemed to understand and just stood there as I peeked around the corner again. A guard seemed to hear him slam against the wall and hesitantly turned around. I swiftly hid behind the corner again. "You guys hear that?" "Hear what?" He looked once more before turning back around. "Nothing, move along." I waited until I heard no more noise to peek around the corner again. This time, there was nobody. I released my hand from his mouth. I created a small force with my two fingers, small, but very deadly. I placed it at the bottom of his chin. Is he also a guard? I inspected him a bit, looking him up and down. I noticed the sword at his wrist. Family name on the stub. He is a guard. More specifically, the guards son, probably in training. "This isn't good" I thought to myself. I just stole from his village. Again. I know I should be scared but..should he? I look up, fear evident in his eyes. His brown tunic looks dirty, as well as his pants. I can't let him go, he'd snitch. I can't leave him alone either though, he'd just run off. And snitch. I used some sort of sorcery I learned over the years and put him to sleep. I put my arms underneath his and lift. This is gonna be a workout. Long story short, it took me at least 5 minutes to go around the side and into the small cabin. This cabin was my little house. I set him down on the bed and took a few steps towards the kitchen. What am I gonna do?! Let me take you back on a little adventure. The story of how I got here in the first place.

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My Eighteenth
RomanceMelody, a 17 year old girl finds herself in a messy situation. Who knew a flower can change her whole life? Just around the corner of turning 18, Melody decides she can't go on like this. Left alone at the age of 6, she made a huge mistake. Left wit...