Sweet Joanna

Sweet Joanna

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I live in a world where fear is my only emotion. Fearing that my crack of a mother will beat me until I can't feel my lower body. Fearing that everyone in my school will despise me. Even my teachers, they give me the lowest grade just to show their disgust towards me. Smack me too if they get the chance. I can't say that even after all those beating I'm still in a great piece. No, because my whole body is covered in bluish marks all over my body. Well folks those are the perks of having a murderer of a father. I thought I deserved everything they were doing to me. I thought I was the reason my father is a murderer. But all of that changed when Evo couldn't take it anymore. He made me realize that fear wasn't the only emotion I'm capable of feeling. He changed me. And now it was my turn to take control. #11 Vampire & #101 ((DISCLAIMER: I WAS 13 WHEN I WROTE THIS))
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"Raise the shadows from the deep, make them form, make them weep." Unlike my sweet sister, I spent last year infiltrating the most feared and elitist global witch Clan in the world for nothing more than the knowledge they possess. Now, they are hunting me and my father down. My sister spent last year sparring with her Headmaster (yes, I also find it pervy) and attending Latin classes about how to properly pronounce incantations. To say we were opposites of one another would be putting it lightly. This year I joined my sister at the Salvatore Boarding school. According to my mother, I needed to socialize with people my own age. But my presence at the school has not gone unnoticed. I've been forced to calculate my moves and expect an attack from any side. After all, my father did say that friends and enemies are often born in the same place. -- This is a Legacies/The Originals/The Vampire Diaries Fanfiction. This is my replacement for the monstrosity that is Legacies.

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