Gena, You’re a sixteen year beauty, who doesn’t have a clue, Your parents want you to be someone, but they hide you from you. I am as you are, hiding in a shadow, But that shadow isn’t ours, it’s of someone else’s glow. Here lies a special present, picked for you only, Find out who I am, and I to will be yours truly.

since i can remember I've been a head case. seeing things and hearing other things. it confuses me almost everyday. some days i just except the sights and sounds as part of life. my mother used to say that i should have been named Heather, Heather the head case, but my dad decided that Laura was a nicer name. my dad isn't around anymore, he suffered a heart attack 12 years ago, i was 6 years old then, and there to see it all. my mother blames me, even though doctors said it was just in his genetics. but now its just her and me. just trying to get by...that is if you call how we live, getting by.

Tiana Just didn't know what to think when she was in year 10, who thought it would be this kind of a ride.......

I from one world. They from another. How can two worlds co-exist under circumstances like this. Hannah was ordinary, well as ordinary as she could be till her heritage came around and bit her, BUT Was she alone in heritage taking over ones life.

It started with a few words, a life story, and a night of idiocy. Now confusion erodes and pain will follow.

Just as I looked up to the black board that Mr. Wotton was writing on he walked into my class hall, walked right up to the teacher, and said a few words then left. I hadn't realized I could catch my breath till this moment.