Chapter 1

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26th March 2016

That was the day a 21 year old woman, named Emma was walking down the street. She had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, small pink painted lips and was wearing a pink cashmere sweater and white jeans from next.

She was on her way home from the local supermarket after buying enough jagermister, apple cider and Strongbow dark fruits cider to last her and her 3 friends a while. Possibly 2 to 3 hours before they all went to town.

That was when she saw a bin with a potdoll inside. It looked new; exactly like the one that came with a magazine. It had long blonde hair with a fringe, bright blue eyes and a long tartan dress with white tights and black shiny shoes. The look was complete with a brown bonnet and carrying books.

"Looks strange to buy the magazine and throw away such a beautiful doll." She thought to herself. "Oh well I will take you home." She said to the doll, and that's exactly what she did and put her on the mantelpiece.

"Come on in Sadie, Liz and Lucy." Emma said to her friends. Sadie was the total opposite of Emma. She was small, quiet, short brown hair and green eyes with flecks of yellow in. She could stand her ground though and had a temper when provoked or her friends were made fun of. She was like a wolf in a way; she could lead and had all the characteristics of a wolf. But she could flip if someone started on her; we were all scared the first time we saw her in action...

It had been in high school. We were all in a park and there were a bunch of kids no one answers to unless they could do real damage, yes they had landed someone in hospital but avoided prison because they knew the right people. So we didn't protect her like we should have, but we soon found out she could handle herself pretty darn well...

"Hey Sadie, Depressed Sadie? Where's your daddy Sadie?" She didn't look like she registered it at all. But she wasn't bothered about her dad anyway. Then the leader of the gang, Jodie, hit her in the arms, shoving her while the others watched in entertainment. "Sadie can't hit back? No because Sadie is weak!" Sadie still stood and the bully laughed. Then she hit Sadie in the stomach...

Sadie looked at her, dead in the eyes and started to smile, a chilling demonic smile with a devilish glint in her eyes. The yellow came out more and her pupils dilated and she laughed a demonic laugh; the laugh of a psychopath...

Then she hit Jodie full force and she staggered back, she tried to hit Sadie again but she blocked it and every kick she also blocked. She had never had self-defense classes and it seemed like instinct, reflexes, just like a wolf with its prey.

Jodie was shocked she didn't expect it, hell none of us did. Jodie landed a hit and as she did Sadie said "You shouldn't have done that." She stated with a smile. Then flipped Jodie who was twice her size over a concrete barrier and stood over her laughing and strangely, not out of breath. Jodie started to cry. "Please...please don't kill me I'm sorry. Please let me go. Please?" Sadie laughed the same chilling laugh. "Go before I change my mind. Never hurt anyone again or next time you won't be so lucky." She nodded still crying. "Thank you." Then she ran, her group not so far behind.

Anyway, back to telling my story...

Liz is exactly like Emma you would think they were twins looking at them. They both looked like their father. Lets say the mothers of the two girls fell out when they realized how much the two were alike. But enough of that. Lucy was loud, tall and had the ability to change the mood in any situation. She had brown eyes, short brown hair and dressed in very girly clothes always dresses. But Sadie was the goth of the group always in dark colors.

The group of four sat on the sofa with the drinks on the coffee table. They started chatting about their lives, their pasts and wondering what the future would hold for them. The time soon passed and before they knew it the drinks had run out and it was 2am. "Wow its late. Too late to go out. Oh well I'm tired anyway." Emma yawned almost as if to prove a point. Everyone but Sadie nodded.

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