As I step in the quite busy hallway, I began to feel uneasy. It's the first time that I'm not living with my parents and I'm not going to see them until school breaks. I feel lonely and afraid knowing I'm going to have to stand up to myself and be independent. I don't know why I agreed to go to this school. "Hi, my name is Grace Jackson, you can call me Ms. Grace and I'll be your new office administrator. Welcome to St. Eden Xavier. How can I help you?" the lady behind the desk says. " Hi, my name is Myranda Clarke, but you can call me Myra and I'm the new student here." I gladly replied. As I checked my surroundings, I noticed that the people working in the office was mostly all boys, well except Ms. Grace, but that is creepy. " Hello, Ms. Myra are you okay?" The lady asked. " Yes, what were you saying?" I replied. After Ms. Grace gave me my schedule, dorm number, and a map of the school, I bid her goodbye, but before I opened the door, I swear I heard her say "another girl, another victim." Meet Myranda Clarke or Myra for short. People describes her as the innocent girl, as in the one that is always shy, never gets in trouble, always get the good grades, and all that stuff. She lives in the beautiful city of Toronto, Canada, well used to. That was before her mom saw a supposedly great school meant just for Myra, but the thing is that the school is all the way in Australia. At first she wasn't quite sure if she wanted to go all the way to Australia just to go to school, but her mom insisted that she needs to learn how to be independent and live in her own. What she didn't know was that the school isn't just an ordinary school, it also has a secret. Is it really going to be worth it?Read to find out.

Eight... the number of boarding schools I've been to in the two last years. I wish I could say I was disappointed in myself, but I wasn't. I didn't care about "education" or making friends "for life" what a load of bullshit. When I turned eighteen I thought that was the end of school... but it wasn't. I got sent to England where they have a few boarding schools for young adults ages nineteen to twenty-five. The first few were nothing out of the ordinary, your classic prep schools with stuck up rich kids trying to achieve a degree. I thought my auntie would have given up on me by now because I have wasted all her money but, she didn't. She wanted revenge, she's always hated me. My real parents and I didn't get along very well so they payed her to take me in. So, I guess for her this was the last straw, she wanted a place that could discipline me and one where I couldn't escape from. So on Monday February the 10th 2014 she sent me to The Academy. WARNING: This story will contain strong images, sex scenes and abuse. I don't not believe that this should happen to anyone and strongly agree you never try this with someone unless they are willing to. © Everything in this story is copyrighted by me Lily Walker Thanks

"Heute werden die Zimmer fest gelegt." sagte ich aufgeregt zu meiner besten Freundin Lulu. "Ja! Endlich kann man auch mit einem Jungen in ein Zimmer" quickte sie. "Dein Ernst? Das machen die?" "Ja, gleich geht es los... Ich bin gespannt ob mich ein Junge wählt...!?" sagte sie und damit versäumte sie mir die Freude. "Aber... ich dachte... du wolltest mit MIR in ein Zimmer?!" sagte ich endteuscht. "Wir können dann ja ein 3 oder 4 Bett Zimmer nehmen!" sagte sie Happy und wir gingen in einen großen Sal hinein.