We stared at the broken pieces. A red wisp of smoke floated up and wrapped itself around me. "DJ!" my grandma yelled. I felt the spirit in me. Everything went black.
I woke up. Sort of. Everything was still black and I felt weird. Then I realized that I was falling. And spinning. I screamed until lion paws ripped at my throat. I hit the ground with a thud. More darkness.
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The Spirit Of Fire
FantasyD.J. A 13 year old girl who just wants to be normal. But, considering the fact that her parents are dead, and her grandmother is the spirit keeper, that is pretty hard. One day, her grandmother shows her the spirit artifacts. When something tragic h...
