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Hey guys!! This is my first story on here and also my first story with first person POV. Try to bear with me. Enjoy. So, I'm going to shut up now and get along with the prologue.

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Hi, I'm Mariana West.

I'm sixteen.

I'm shy, afraid, and have no confidence.

But that's what I always have been thought of. It's not true by the way.

You know how most teenage girls worry about boys, their hair and makeup, and just plainly a physical appearance. I'm not one of them.

I wear a plain gray sweatshirt, simple jeans, sneakers, and glasses. My hair is usually in a sloppily-done bun. Any boys that I may have liked turned out to be taken, and usually breaks my heart, or what's left of it.

Basically, I'm the kind of girl who is the nobody of the grade. An unpopular person.

My parents died when I was little and none of my relatives wanted to take me in. So I was sent to an orphanage.

I was kicked out of it before a month passed.

I've been kicked out of an orphanage about eight times by now. I'm used to it.

Adults say that I'm horrible and a trouble-maker. But it's not that way. Trouble finds me and tears me to shreds.

I'm barely passing my classes and only one teacher likes me.

I try not to talk during the day; hence the shy characteristic.

I have no friends.

I have no one to love me.

I'm alone.

Oh, and one more thing that I should say.

I'm a demon.

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Okay, so if that sucked, sorry. Comment if you want. This was kind of a dream I had, which is where I get all of my stories from. Okay so I'm going to shut up again and bye! Tune in next time!

Maples out!