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There's No I in Story
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 28m
  • Reads 55
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 4
  • Time 28m
Complete, First published Jun 19, 2019
Drama haunts the tunnels beneath Clear Lake Academy. Her eyes can see through floors, or walls for that matter, and she Marks all those who get too close. The school day shows that the Marked become shunned by everyone they thought was an ally, but the Marked don't know why.  But then, when the sun descends towards the school's rooftop, the monster's havoc becomes apparent. When Drama Marks her prey, they actually never leave the school. Everyone else sees them do so, but they don't. Not really. They decease. The schoolgrounds are a graveyard, and the Marked occupy them.

Can our Hero brave the underground tunnels and save her classmate from the dreadful clutches of the Mark? Can she thwart Drama and send the monster away for good?


The letter presented by the name of the story you're about to read happens to be the 5th most frequently used letter of our language here. The only letters of that type are to be found throughout the name of the story. The story was typed up by me for a challenge my 8th grade teacher proposed: create a page-long story that abandons the forsaken letter. (The page lengthened for me.) Thus, sentences may be worded strangely, and you may have to reread a few of them before you understand them. There may be a few occurrences when cheats are made. (For example, when "5th" was typed.) Sorry about that. We'll just have to plow through, won't we?
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Teagan Monicroff comes from a long line of Monicroff Mages, hero's, and special beings. The Monicroff blood basically entitles her to being perfect and practically famous. Finally, it's time for her to attend Ridgemoor Academy, just like her father and his father and his fathers', fathers', father before her. Each generation of Monicroffs' bested every year they attended, from being top student to saving a magical realm back in the War of Magicals and Naturals some hundred years ago. Now, it's her turn to live up to that legacy, her turn - to be the best, her turn - to leave a mark with her name on it. Her turn to make the Monicroff name proud, and her father. Until she gets sent to the wrong house. All Monicroff's belonged in the Herelds House, not the Seekers . . . She's sent to the Seekers and, and it feels like hell's waiting to swallow her up. To make matters worse, she meets this lonely looking boy in the Corner of the courtyard and finds he's a Seeker too . . . Only he's not as nice and demure as she thought he was. Before long, Teagan must deal with the trials of being a fourteen year old first year Mage with a legacy for a name in the wrong house. This comes with bullying, insecurities, fears of rejection, failing classes, and basically doing everything wrong and butchering the Monicroff name. Just when she thinks it can't get worse. . . She's accused of stealing a magic amulet which could unleash a monster on the world and possible start another war between the Naturals and the Magicals. Also her Father isn't speaking to her. So there's that too. COVER BY @-designdistrict She is worth everything and more!