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Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.
If you are reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now.
Believe whatever lie you mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.
Being a half-blood is dangerous.
It's scary.
Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.
If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think it's fiction, great.
Read on.
I envy you for being able to believe that non of this ever happened.
But if you recognize yourself in these pages-If you feel something stirring inside-stop reading immediately.
You might be one of us.
And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
My name is Rhea Jackson.
I'm twelve years old.
Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school fir troubled students in upstate New York.