Twinflames

Twinflames

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Love. That little need for affection that could turn everything into magic. Or chaos. It is believed that each human being has a counterpart. A yin and yang relationship. Most people would just consider this a fantasy, something people could cling on in hopes for an endless love some day. Hope. But yet again that's what started everything. Sitting in my room, tired of the nights I would spend crying, so badly wanting a saviour , someone I could talk too, but I was alone. No one could save me, no one would listen, no one actually cared. A nineteen year old girl. The only presence around me was the universe, it was the only presence I would find comfort it. Every night I would talk to the stars. Weird enough I felt safe. I would make fun of how weird people would consider me if they ever saw me like this. But you know I really don't care anymore. Because I am magic.
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I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)

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