Two Worlds, My Story
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Last published Wed, Oct 11, 2017
I don't know why I'm like this.
I don't know why the Gods decided they hate me, or why I haven't seen my family in years.
I don't know why Lily hasn't even attempted to contact me, much less my parents.
I don't know why the world was turning to hell around me, but it was.
And I hate it.
My name is Rose Evans, and I'm a Half-Blood. Half witch, half Goddess. I bet you all are like, "Why are you complaining? That sounds awesome! Where can I sign up?"
It's not awesome. I'd give anything to be... to be normal. To not have any worries outside of school and work, to not fear for my life every time I step out of Camp Half-Blood.
I'm going to tell my story. From how I was made, to how my story ends. My name is Rose Evans, as I said before. And this is my story.
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