Keepers

The World is What Exactly?!

A/N So I have decided to end the book with a cliff hanger and it might be a short one, not because I want you to hate me but because the book is starting to look very long and I want it to be broken up and I wanted to end it before school started but because of how long this looks I will end it but there will be more. THERE WILL BE MORE! Time stamp 8/18/19/14

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        I never thought that school would mean the end of the world.

        I mean I always act like it is, but Literally? 

        We were just beginning to get comfortable at camp keepers and it turns out every one loves us. We are the best thing ever. The end. Wait, no that is just what I really really wish happened. In reality every one at camp bombed us with questions and when we couldn't answer them they ignored us. Only our seers knew what was to become of us, and they wouldn't tell us. I continued to eat with the girls and we continued to get weird looks. At least, as I noticed, every one else got weird looks too. In this place people really did hate others. I didn't care though. I met a few friends, including a brunette siren girl named Sydney, and a curly haired blondette harpy child named Harper. (Parents enjoy naming us ironically don't they?) Any ways we were scheduled to leave that day when we got a mythical news report. "occurrences in the keeper realm tend to make every one worried that a terrible end may be heading our way. We believe that a prophecy is unraveling before us. Should we be worried?" "Back to you.'' And with that we worried. I wondered the rest of the evening if we were meant to full fill this prophecy. I mean we are told we are and e are all ready but it seems too obvious. I kept wondering about random stuff like this until we were due to go back home.

        We left two days before school. We had our backpacks stuffed full of school supplies. I had my sword and I also received a pencil that turned into a staff. How? I just throw the pencil down and it turns into a staff taller than me before it hits the ground. I had a never ending composition book, a binder that grew with the amount of papers stuffed in, a bag that was bigger on the inside, and a key that all ways stayed in my pocket. I was ready. Then disaster struck.

        It was the first day. I have to admit I was nervous, because I hadn't ever been a seventh grader before. The girls and I chose a spot to stand through out seventh grade away from the crazy bus crowd. We were just chilling by a tree, waiting for the bell to ring and for Phoenix and I to go to spanish, when I heard a scream. I had a bubble on because, well, large crowds, loud noises, many conversations, you get the point. I heard that scream from... oh I know. I looked over to the bus ramp and saw a big ugly. I really need to learn these things name. I looked at the girls who, in turn, pulled out their weapons. I tugged my bracelete and yelled "Keep them safe!"

        A/N Hows that for an ending? Any ways, I'll wait until I actually start school to start my next book.

Guess what? I started no. 2. woo hoo! ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!