~Timeless Academy~

~Timeless Academy~

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We can all admit that,when all days seem to look the same,you walk the same streets and all your life,your life seems to get boring and gray,well that is how Gabrielle is feeling lately.She lived in London all her life,she knew it like she knows the back of her pocket,after all the streets of big,old,rainy London are and always will be her home along with the house she shared with her mother who raised her and made her who she was.However she was desperate for a change,she was bored of walking the same old streets every day..........Finally on the day of her 16th birthday her wish came true when she opened her old,rusted mailbox and found a letter from an academy she had never heard of before.Little did she know how many things she was about to uncover and how many secretes this mysterious Academy holds.Is she going to solve all the mysteries or is she going to end up like other misbehaved kids that disappeared?With the help of her friends they have the power to win.THE TIME IS IN THEIR HANDS!
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WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

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