What if you found a book as old as the Earth that recorded everything that has ever happened in the form of a storybook... What if the planet is dying and the only way off the planet was buried in the past.... What if...you could travel back in time a change all that?

My name is Irides Clover. I am eighty-two percent human. I am the only one of my kind. I am the evolution of the human race. And the whole world wants me dead.

Dear Diary, How's it going? I know I haven't wrote in you for like what...seven years now? I hope you weren't to bored with out me, especially with all those juicy single paragraphed, messy hand written entrees I made in the fifth grade (god it was painful to read all twenty of those pointless sheets of paper). Just in case you've never visited those pages since I've been gone allow me to recap. My name is Gabriella Mason, I'm a senior in high school with straight A's (I don't even know how cause I'm bullshitting in every single class I'm taking and they're all advanced and honors classes) I have black hair, olive skin, and chestnut colored eyes. My parents are also the famous superheroes, The Red Witch and StormFlight. Everyone in my family has powers and they all use them for the greater good...blah blah blah, booorrriiinnnggg. I prefer to use my powers in a different way, ways that make the family dinner table very interesting...expessially when your the villain whipping your entire families ass.

I am a girl who always finds the bad in life. I can't help it. I'm only 15 that's the saddest part. I suffer from depression and anxiety. I hate myself for it and my mom and dad are newly divorced and it's hitting me the hardest. I can't help but feel it's my fault. Please no hate it's my poetry and my first book. Comments are welcome