Evelyna Stories

In my school, St. Michael's academy, my friendship group were famous for being very helpful. We were known as St. Michael's little helpers. Cheesy name, I know. All through secondary school we were continously helping people with no real reason why. But what exactly happens when the little helpers start to have problems that they can't tell anybody? What happens when we had no escape? Where would we go? Enter Alistair Shaw, your typical, way too hansome, motorcycle riding, badboy right? Wrong. Alistair helped me realise there was more to life than the little utopia we created. We might have been in love at one point in our complicated friendship, but that's what you're expecting, we might not have been in love. Who knows? Alistair was a great person. In a strange, unusual and dangerous way. But, most importantly, was this overly beautiful boy my true escape route?

two friends went to their friend's party .As they walked to the garden they saw a girl near a blue light, they became curious and went near the girl. They got sucked in (including the girl) the blue light and found themselves in a new world!