Alrightyyy, so you've come this far to read the summary of this book.. this book of mystery and wonder and adventure and drama.. this is the book of my random rants. If you don't know me, by the time you stary reading this, you're gonna know me better than my mom. If you get weirded out easily, I reccomend you don't read this. I'm literally just gonna put my random thoughts about everything stupid. Even my thoughts about cucombers at some point. Anyways, if you dare open this book, just know that there are some dark dark things in here. back of the closet dark. Be prepared, sons, and enjoy (:

Running... Fighting... I'm over it. And it all started with a murder... *** Scarlet was only 12 years old when her best friend named Clark was murdered. Ever since his funeral, she started having dreams... Nightmares, perhaps. She started feeling an eye on her. When she told her mum about it, she just said, "It's just your imagination." Through the years, when Scarlet turned 13, then 14, then 15, she tried to keep her "imagination" from getting the best of her. Deep inside, though, she always knew that it wasn't her imagination. But the more she said that it wasn't her imagination, the more it became true, and she didn't want to believe it. When she turned 16, she was tired of hiding... She was done with running and fighting... And it all started with a murder. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *All rights reserved* I would appreciate it if you don't copy off this story plot. Thanks ;)