Darcy's Voices

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  "IOWA? Wait a second Where is the camp?" I yelled very confused. You see I was born in Boise, Idaho and when my mom died I was taken by my Aunt Katherine to Chicago, Illnois. Growing up in Chicago I learned the laws of the land (Like how to punch a guy in the face and then run). "Oh, it's in New York!" he said positively. I gave him a glare. All of a sudden a voice goes off in my head. Help me please! It said desperately. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Uh, Percy, Annabeth, was that any of you?" "What?" They both said in unison as they came back to me. Percy started to crack up. "WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME??" I yelled at him. He pointed to a horse caridge that had stopped next to me. Hello! I'm Braiser and you are Darcy now please help me! The pitiful voice sounded again. The horse! I screamed in my brain. "Darcy we have a power...thing...you know? Like the water breathing!" "Oh,yeah?" "Yeah so like we can talk to horses too" I freaked out in my brain. "I HATE HORSES" I screamed as everyone around me looked. "Shut up, midget!" Annabeth yelled/whispered. Suddenly everything stops. Except me. Time has frozen.

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