The diary of strange

Chapter one

The day it all started:

I always wondered what if. What if I could climb Mt Everest or what if I had superpowers. I knew this could not come true, but little did I know it could. It started on one of the worst days of my life. I was grounded for being 'irresponsible' for the whole of the winter holidays and just for arguing my point I was 'awarded' the task of cleaning the attic. Agggh I stomped up to the attic and got to cleaning.

After cleaning for what seemed like forever. I came across a petite chest that had foreign engravings on the side. I opened it only to find something extraordinary..............my great grandmother's diary.

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I was intrigued by it. My fingers hesitantly laced the dark brown leather. I lifted it up gently not wanting to damage it more cause lets face it it's like 100 yrs old. I opened to read its contents expecting entry's of typical eighteen year old, you know boys, family-friend matters and well boys.

But instead she had written about strange and marvelous creatures that were beyond our imagination.

I flipped to the back of the book not wanting to see the faces of those horrendous creatures. At the back it stated;

" You have reached the end of this book for I know you are the fourth generation from me and you have inherited my powers. Thus, you see the reason for you meeting your special group of friends is of that they also hold powers and are attracted to you as you all will be accompanying each other on adventures of the unimaginable. It's all up to you my darling.

With love
Great Grandma"

This message sent shivers down my spine.

" Arya, are you done cleaning the attic?" My mum yelled from downstairs. I groaned annoyingly.

I swiftly went to put the book back into the box. Inside laid an emerald necklace that took out and tied it around my neck, and what happened next I couldn't explain.