There was a time, long ago, when spirits existed with humans. A time where spirits were thought to be horrible creatures of the night. Townsfolk would go on riots, with jasmine flowers, which was said to be the only ward against us. Silly people. Nothing stops us spirits, but we are not bad. We are not dangerous, though if people find out about us, we can become dangerous.
My name's Ciera Kolton. As you may have guessed, I am a spirit. I'm not a ghost. I'm not see through. I am most certainly not dead. Spirits are like guardian angels, minus the humongous wings. Myths. Steroetypes. Anyway, I'm seventeen years old, and I don't attend high school like normal teenagers. If anything, I'm not normal. Instead, I go to St. Mariah's Academy, a school for all spirits. We learn to control magic, fight, and protect humankind. Oh, yes, we're very up to date on modern school here at St. Mariah's.
I ran away from home when I was thirteen. That's another thing. Not only am I a spirit, I'm a royal spirit. Yay. My mother "disappeared" when I was two. Grandma had died, so the throne went to her. Eleven years later, she sent me a letter, directing me to St. Mariah's, the only safe place for us spirits. Because we weren't the only paranormal creatures out there. There were others, and they could find us. Dark Vampires, Werewolves, Dark Spirits, the creatures of the night. If you haven't heard of them, Dark Spirits are the spirits that have been turned evil.
There are good paranormal creatures too. Light Vampires (I know right?), angels, and of course, yours truly, Light Spirits. Light Vampires were the ones that didn't kill for blood. I really don't know what they live on, but they are good, like us. Now that's all cleared up, I wish you a warm welcome, (that's funny, you'll find out soon enough), into our beloved (not!) school.
