If someone had given me some kind of warning that I would soon become part of the "Graced Gang", (at least that's what they call it) then I probably would have tried with all my heart to avoid it. I'm not saying that I would have succeeded, but I would have at least tried to stop this mess before it began.
The Graced Gang is basically a bunch of dip-wads who go and fight things that only exist in fairytales. Like vampires and werewolves and all that junk. You can tell who is a Grace by noticing their odd characteristics, mine is my multi-colored eyes... lucky me.
I might have been exaggerating when I called the Graced Gang dip-wads, (although the name "Graced Gang" is really starting to bother me) they're actually pretty smart. Don't tell them I said that. They're pretty cool too and I would like them a whole lot more if I wasn't one of them.
Anyway, I started this story-thing, or whatever you want to call it, to record how I found out I was a Grace and became part of the Graced Gang while it's still fresh in my mind. So enjoy... or don't.
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Make way for the Graced
Teen FictionI've been normal for as long as I can remember, except for my different colored eyes of course. So when THEY came and told me I was even more abnormal then everyone thought I was, I was bummed. Not angry, but disappointed because of the price that c...
