I woke up with a shudder.
I couldn't remember what day it was or what year it was but when I looked at my mirror I jumped in horror. No, it wasn't that I was so ugly that I scared myself (although it has happened before). I jumped due to the fact I was looking into my mirror...my mirror. My mirror, in my bedroom, in my house. In my house where I live with my mom and my brother, Elliot. My face looked young and I rubbed my forehead trying to remember. "Elliot!" I call, hoping he would come. "Yeah, sis?" He asks. "How old am I?" I question, as he comes in and sits on my bed. He laughs at me and shakes his head before ruffling my hair, "You are 14 you weirdo, your birthday was yesterday." I felt my heart ache and confusion hit. "What?" I ask. He looks at my confused and I gulp before shrugging, "I had the weirdest dream ever.." I trail off.
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This Is Who I Really Am
FanfictionEvangeline Granger lives her life in a whole new way. Book 2 of That's Not Who I Am
