Im Katie. Before you start saying this is a boring start, I know; Sometimes I can't bothered to make an effort. Please do read this as I'm trying to set my story straight. If you want something intriguing, try somewhere else. I am one of those humans who are known as a nerd, yes right! and this story is like a chick flick where poodles are in the mean girls purses but its set in nerd land where Pikachu and Lord Of The Ring Conventions exist. At the moment, All I see are Pokemon posters, calculators and many more cliche nerd things that geeks like. But I guess I should tell my story of what happened.
As I came home from Calculus class, My sister, Wren was near the alleyway with loads of boys whose hoods were up and smoked drugs that caused horrific conclusions. I never dared to approach the type of friends Wren hanged out with but they called me over instead. As I looked at Wren, I saw a scar near her right eye and her face looked drowned in black around the eyes; I knew something was up. She looked stoned out of her ways and had a bottle of vodka in her hands. I put down my bag and approached Wren and 'her friends'. "Wren? Whats happened?" I gasped, gliding my finger above her scar smearing the black. "Nothing," Wren shuddered, as one of the hooded men stepped in front of Wren and got out of his jacket a blade. "Back off yeah!" The man shouted, slamming the knife in my abdomen and running away with Wren and a bunch other of his friends. The last thing I saw was flashing lights that killed my sight. I thought I would never live again......
