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My alarm wakes me up.
I jump out of bed.
"I'M 13 YEARS OLD!!!!! IM 13 YEARS OLD!!!" I scream in excitement.
I dress in a winter outfit since it is generally really cold on my birthday.
My parents are not awake at this time because it's like 6 o'clock in the morning.
"Alexis!" I yell her name running out of my door.
But when I open my door a box drops in front of me.
It's a tall one with a tag on it.
"To Lyla. From Alexis. Happy 13th ❤️"
I thought this was strange.
She couldn't just give this to me when I would have ran in her room, screaming that I'm finally 13 like she is?
I look at the box.
"Fender"
No fucking way.
I open the box in excitement.
My sister gave me her favorite only Fender guitar that I wanted.
I scream in joy.
I run into Alexis' room and flick on the lights.
But I don't see her in her bed.
"Alexis?" I say her name to see if she will respond from somewhere else in the room. Maybe a blind spot?
I see a note on her bed.
"Lyla. I'm sorry I am not here for one of the most exciting days of your life turning into a teenager. I must go somewhere, I hope you enjoyed your new guitar. I am so sorry. -Alexis"
I drop the note.
Without thinking I open Alexis' window.
"ALEXIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yell her name at the very top of my lungs.
Pretty sure I woke up the whole neighborhood.
But I don't care.
Where ever she is that scream should let her know I know she is gone.
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I am trying to climb this snowy small hill that is only the start of finding my parents I hear a scream.
"ALEXIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
It sounds like Lyla.
She read the note.
"Lyla real mad ain't she?" The spirit told me.
"You suck at grammar." I told it.
"Im a fucking ghost, Alexis. Do you think I care?" The spirit says sarcastically.
I am trying to climb the last part of the first section of this really tall hill when the spirit grabs my hand and helps me up.
"Huh, thanks..." I said. Trying to do parkour against unsteady rocks.
One of the rocks I step on falls. The spirit catches me and throws me on the next ledge.
"Your welcome." It says.
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I have gotten nearly to the top.
And it is FREEZING UP HERE!!!
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12 Degrees Below Zero || Wattys 2018
Teen Fiction"Secrets are the most powerful demons" - We all have secrets, don't we? As a 7th grader, Alexis is one of many. She was always told not to tell anyone about the strange voices she hears or the magic at her fingertips in her dreams. And now Alexis li...
