Once upon a time, only thirty nine years ago, there was a little girl named raven. Raven was a very kind child, she loved making and helping friends. Her moto is "A stranger is a friend you haven't met yet". And she went by that moto wherever she went. Raven always looked on bright side of things to matter how bad things got. Even when her parents were fighting, she smiled as big as she could and whispered to herself
"It's all gonna be okay."
Raven always believed that life has a way of telling you that's it's gonna be okay. That one night when her parents were yelling particularly loud, she saw something in the sky. A very vivid, blue star flying across the sky out shining the rest. As the star disappeared from her sight, the yelling and screaming stopped. She smiled real big and tucked herself in that night. She slept peaceful knowing that...
"It's all gonna be all right".
The next morning screaming followed by evil cackling awoke her from her sleep.
"What's that noise?"
She sluggishly moaned. Everyone in town knew to never wake up raven from her sleep cause no matter how nice and Angel like she was during the day, her morning stage is like a mirror image of the devil straight from hell.
"I thought I told those thugs to shut up and go smoke crack someplace else?! Maybe I didn't make myself clear last time".
She rummages through her supplies bag and pulls out a sharp, shiny knife. She sneaks down the stairs careful not to wake up here parents and makes her way out the front door. She stomps out back and tosses the knife at their feet.
"Who's house to you think trespassing on, you punks!?"
They turn to her and confusion wandered her face. Turns out that they weren't the thugs after all. They were fifth graders in masks. She sees a little kid curled up on the ground and whimpering in fear. He was all beat up answer swollen with blood. She looks back at the boys and chuckles a bit.
"I get it", she yells. "You punks pick on kids younger than you just cause your older. Well!"...
She cleared her throat
"I don't give two biscuits who you are! You woke me up so deal with the consequences.!"
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Fantasíaso basically, I will be telling you guys the story of how I became a spirit wielder like my parents and my parents, parents. and their parents, parents and so forth. spirit wielders have the power to see spirit animals. when we die, we become our de...
