Wow. First day of the second semester of grade 12. Just a few more months and then off to college! Hahaha, yeah thats not happening. Its more like, 'Just a few more months and off to more spirit and demon hunting!' I'm literally going to be on the run for my whole life. Literally. LITERALLY. Speaking of me, let me introduce myself. My name is Malencia Ebba Bengtsson. My friends call me Cia. Well, the only friend I have is probably the school librarian. Or probably not. She always looks at me weirdly when I borrow paranormal activity and exorcism books. I'm surprised the library even has that. It's under the mythology section to I'm guessing the school doesn't think its real. I am half Swedish and half Danish. The biggest regret of my life? Choosing school with my sister when I could have chosen to do hunting training with my dad. Well, I still got to train everyday after school, but after a few years of school I realised I made the wrong decision. Now back to present day. The bell rings as soon as I step through the front door of the school. Our damn bus is always late. When my father left the house, he left me enough money for my last 2 years of school. I see the two popular girls Kira and Amber give me an 'ew' glance. I just focus on getting to class, maybe a little too much since I barely notice the voice that is in front of me.
"Hold it right there Bengtsson."
I look up and its Kira Bailey.
"What's your first class today, Cia? Knife throwing class?" she bursts out laughing along with Amber and a few people that walked by who heard.
"Just get out of my way." I mutter.
I walk up the stairs to my first session, English class. I see Marie, the girl that acts civil towards everyone. But I'm sure she has some secrets about people.
"Hey Cia, Cia! CIIIIIII AAAAAA!" she comes scurrying over. Whatever does she want to talk to me for?
"I need to tell you something, I met two guys at a bar yesterday that you might be interested in. They had a knife collection too. In the trunk of their car!" she motions for me to come over. I roll my eyes and go to her. For all I know she might actually something interesting to tell. Little did I know how true the story she was about to tell me was.
Oh well, you'll have to wait till the next chapter to see what happens! Even though you might probably have guessed.
-Tove :D
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The Supernatural Symbol
ParanormalFrom abnormally fast reflexes to strange knife collections, Cia Bengtsson is considered the weird Scandinavian kid in the 12th Grade. Her father hunts demons and spirits and she intends follow in his footsteps. Cia has heard many things about the fa...
