How to write a story

Character individuality

Your character need to be unique something need sto seperate them from other girls maybe shes the devils daughter ? the Queen of Alaska ? The last angel in existence or even a white wolf!

All of these are such original ideas!
Or you could make up something that no one has every heard of before and rather than letting the story explain make sure you character goes into great detail even if they are just explaining it to themself in their mind. This will make you readers understand what your trying to do and definatly not make you character seem Cr@Zy.

Great now your character is so special she needs to win a battle! But wait you say doesn't she need to train?
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NOPE!
This battle is the part where she either discovers her power or realises its strength for example

I stumble down the road like a hot mess ...a really hot mess . I basically look homeless.
"God why is life so tough for me?"I mutter. But then I see it my holy grail the savour! STARBUCKS!
I shuffle a bit faster holding onto the wall looking like a drug addict without my fix. When a man in a dark coat steps out if a shady AF ally. He shoots me a wicked grin.
"Hello September"
What? How does he know my name!? I freak out "HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?" I shriek like a banshee .
He manhandles me into the ally from which he crept.
"We know everything about you your mother Barbra and your sister Princess."
I blanch wow this is such in depth knowledge he knows my imeadet family's names he basically just recited my social.
"You'v grown so much and we have decide you are too much of a problem" He shoots me a look of fake sadness.
"Well I know I've put on a few pounds but you don't have to say it like that!" I respond tearfully.
He shakes his head.
"What no not like th- never mind"He grits his teeth
I scream as he pulls a knife out of a leather holster attached to his leg. I hold my hands out in front of me as he comes closer I close my eyes accepting my fate until a blinding light engulfs us.

I crack my eyes open and see a burnt husk of a man I assume to be the knife wielding manic. "God.. I can't deal with this till I get a latte" I sidestep this husk and march toward my salvation.