Pretty Little Psycho

Pretty Little Psycho

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They called me crazy. They called me mad. When they found out who I really was , they called me nothing because they had a knife in there throat. Jasmine Kain or, Ja for short, was like no other. She was very kind when she wanted to and when she didn't want to be..... Well let's just say it didn't end well. She had two best friends ,a dog whom she loved more than her own mother and her very trusty knife named Harley. Jasmine is just about the best and worse person you could meet. But she always knew she didn't belong in this world. She belonged somewhere she could be who she was freely without ending up in prison or the nut house. So when some super weird stuff starts happening where she lives, she lets the psycho come out to play. "I'm not sick I'm psycho. Sick makes it sound as if there were a cure."
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I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)

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