Don't Look Back(?)

Don't Look Back(?)

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ON HOLD FOR NOW BCUZ IM LAZY Seventeen year old Sal Dalton has always had a rough life. Her father died when she was very young, her mother becoming clinically depressed and unmotivated as time went on. Sal had to grow up quickly to help provide for her sister and mother, emotionally and financially. Just when she's trying to see the light and get her life together, though, Sal recieves a phone call that breaks her heart and ruins her future plans. Her emotions running wild, an ability is unveiled Sal didn't know she possessed. The ability to move and manipulate things with her mind... but there's a catch. She can't control it. She doesn't understand it. It scares her. Sal must leave home for a while, she realizes. Not much is clear but with a little assistance, things may not be as hopeless as she previously thought. After that call nothing went right. After that call her life changed forever. Sal soon meets people who understand her, who can possibly help her out. After what she did, though, Sal isn't sure she can even trust herself. Will she continue to fall apart? Or will she learn how to control her power before it gets out of hand again? ~ (Title isn't exactly chosen lol... comment title suggestions, I guess?:)) ~ Hey so I started this around a year ago and picked it up again when I found it some months back. All I had done was the first chapter so I apologize if some things seem off, I forget about a certain detail like the main's glasses, etc. I'm 100% not a professional writer, so don't expect perfect. I don't write nearly enough to update every week, therefore have no clue how consistent updates will be. Sometimes I'll go months without doing a thing, so... sorry? Also, THIS IS MY FIRST DRAFT as well as my plotting. I don't plot well, just have a general idea of what'll happen and run with it. If I ever finish this story, that's when I'll begin fixing things and improving the plot, descriptive-ness, etc. <3
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Anna splashed the warm water on her face, running her hands over her wet skin in attempts to set herself straight. "It was just a thought" she told herself, just an odd thought. Why get do rattled? It was exactly like Dr Jefferson had said: it was late, she had a hard day, that kind of situation coupled with a horror movie.. It was just a thought. Wiping her face with the towel on the counter she let out a sight. Feeling a bit more refreshed now. However, as soon as she removed the towel and saw her reflection.. "Did you brush your teeth?" An older woman came up to the doorway of the small bathroom where she felt like she were standing on something besides the tile floor. She had short hair and a white coat. "Yes momma." A younger voice smiled, causing the mother to cross her arms, "Let me see." not convinced and going to check the toothbrush of the girl. "Ok fine! I'll brush my teeth.." Her response was quick and a little annoyed, probably to keep from getting caught in a lie. The woman stood in the doorway to watch. Short blonde hair just reaching her shoulders, and a pair of cyan eyes looked back in the mirror with a much younger face. Disappearing just as soon as it had happened. "Aahah!" With a yelp Anna stepped back dropping the towel in the process, as sheer terror made it's way through her. Light, dark, weavers, Outcasts. It's all new to Anna, if that even is her name. After waking up with a blank slate of a mind, she has to not only relearn the ways of the world but also her own powers and what exactly it means to be "souless". The Order of Kismet, the goddess of fate, where is her place here? And is what they're doing truly right? Remembering is risky but it's the only chance she sees.

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