Better Than Revenge

Better Than Revenge

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It's scary how much time can change people. It's scary knowing you leave as one person and come back as another, well that's my life. I was 14 when I left, I came home when I was 16. When I left I was a complete tomboy, every girl my age was absolutely boy crazed, me? I was Horse Crazed. My fancy outfit would be jeans and riding shirt. Simple, but me. I was your typical unfashionable, shy, naive girl every school had. With that title came major bulling. When I came home, I had changed. I wasn't the innocent, tomboy every knew. I came home with looks that could put a model to shame, I had developed the confidence I lacked and the fashion sense I always wished for. Although the horsey part of me stayed. I was out for one thing, revenge. A dish best served cold.
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I pull my canteen out and take a swig of my hot cider letting it warm my body, but got interrupted by my sister shouting at me over the wind. "Can you take a picture of me? I have to post it to my followers when we get back down the mountain!" I roll my eyes and turn towards her, I don't even have to say anything to her, because she knows i'll always take photos for her as annoying as she may be. I peel off my mittens and feel the harsh wind eat away at my bare fingers. I stuff them in my bag, before I grab her phone and start backing up to get a better angle of her. She stands by the edge of the cliff and poses. I snap a few photos then flip the camera to take a few selfies with her in the background, even with her words of protest. I walk up to her at the edge, feeling the snow crunch under my boots, and hand her phone back. I then swing my rucksack around to the front of me, get on my knees and start to dig around for my mittens. I suddenly feel the ground shake under me. Before I could even stand up fully, the snow under my legs crumble before my eyes. Holy fuck. The snow is coming loose and is avalanching. I already feel my body fall backwards as the ground under me disappears. I look up at my sister whose face has morphed into shock. My body feels as light as a feather. This is the end for me I know it. I brace my self for deadly impact, but it never comes.. A bright light flashes as everything around me goes white. I wake up to be laying in soft snow with my rucksack on top of me. My head spun as I sat up. I look around and all I see are large trees. In fact, these trees look larger than any i've ever seen in my life, which includes the ones on Animal Planet. Where the hell am I? I look up at the sky and I see two suns? Did I get a concussion? No that can't be, i'm not seeing double with trees or my fingers. {Transmigration to Beast Continent successful} {System 002 has now been assigned to you}

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