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Evelyn
What was happening to me? I couldn't be having a mental breakdown at my age! But there was definitely something wrong with me. I could tell because even though it was pitch black I could see every little detail of my surroundings. Luminous globes stared back at me from the shadows, sending shivers down my spine. The cold path leading away from me was marble white; everything had a light glow about it. It didn't look like night time but it didn't look like day time either. Stepping backwards my heart jumped as the crunch of a dry stick broke the silence. I nervously swung my head one way, then the other, as flapping birds exited the trees and flew off. My nerves were on edge, every little noise I heard made me start. I shook my head, in an attempt to clear my thoughts, and then settled into a fast jog down the path. That was another thing. Maybe it was just me, but it seemed I could run a lot faster than the average sixteen year old. When I ran everything zoomed past me; sometimes people didn't even see me. With a frustrated cry I slowed down to a more reasonable pace before turning into the driveway. My mum was as usual still at work so I grabbed an apple and went to my room. I tried to do my homework but I couldn't concentrate. My stomach was a twisted knot; my apple lay uneaten on my desk. What was wrong with me? I picked up my phone to call my best friend Rae, but didn't end up doing so. I knew exactly what she would say. Stop being silly Evie. You're just tired. You're probably also worried about the first day of Year Twelve tomorrow. What you need is a good night's sleep. Hoping this was true, I climbed under the covers and curled up into a ball. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
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My stomach wasn't sore anymore but I now had a headache and my eyes were fuzzy. I contemplated staying home for the day but I wasn't sure that being cooped up in the house with my dad all day was going to help me get any better. Why did I have to be sick on the first day of Year Twelve, particularly as I was starting at a new school? Casting my worries aside, I got out of bed and started getting ready for the day ahead.
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Silent teardrops
FantasyEvelyn Rivers was your everyday average high school girl. Or so she thought. An accident attracts the attention of a family of daemons at her school, making Evelyn realise that she isn't as normal as she thought she was. She discovers she has abnorm...
